I bind the broken branches Patch the splintered heart Varnish over all the things Tearing me apart I cut down the roots Entangled in the earth They no longer nourish My leaves are to the sky A bird lands on my shoulder Then pokes me in the eye A tear drops Deep Down into the sand A pause in time No longer mine Evaporated meaning Creaking low but always full of feeling Standing sway Hollow centred layer Ringed by the scars Entombed by the bark The light filtered sweetly Shadowed earth discreetly Mirrored by the veined images Projected on the ground In the wind fall is a different sound It is laughter hidden in the cloak Split down the middle of the mighty oak Half is in torture it twists and it turns The other leans away to safer ground There, there is no scorched floor No silenced understanding Time is given, hand is placed Things are safe surrounding Crumpled ashed leaves you standing still A buzz of lightning hanging in the air A flash of light that was not what scared As fear is constant hanging A tense percussion Chinging as you hear Letting go of everything That you were holding clear Dishevelled there is perfect order Standing clean around A dusted path journey further you are bound Bound and binded Twisted and turned Split down the middle What has been learned Covered in dust The vision is clear What is the sound you have chosen to hear