Just Filling the Hollow

I stand atop the hill

Born open to the wind and rain

The stinging cold feels good to me tonight

I had always heard the phrase growing up

"what you take from the land, the land takes from you"

I never knew what it meant until now

Now that I pay the toll of flesh to the world

The tears of the world assault me

And I am forced to reconcile their bitterness

The flaying power of the earth will scorch me

Until either my purity or my weakness are made plain

"It's just pain", I tell myself

Winter's shadow seeks to test that statement

All the seams that surround me are ripped away

Sucked apart by the storm

But I am not made of cloth

So I remain standing

My power is tied to the thunder

And the clouds

And the moon they obscure

I am of the world

And so I will be taken in by it

I will decay like the trees

And my blood will spill and feed it

And my strength will be shared

I was born from the sun

So I will die eaten by things beneath the moon