Wetland

One step into uncertainty
Swampy deathbed welcoming
Heartless, abstract art
Defiant heart's dream, unknown calling

Uncertain step taunting
Losing sight of my feet
Descent then hope hesitating
A man slowly miring

Behold, the cleansing of conceit
The filth in which I sink
Nameless hope
In wetland's quicksand, we meet

Common branches
With uncommon reach
Longing for life
Godlike hand grasping me

Lost soul, alone, wandering
Troubled mind slowly bearing
Emergent life and new faces
Holding strong under strained roots aching

Green nature, face half in peat
Now on my side lying
Clouded sight, one eye gazing
Sunlight beaming through the leaves blazing

Behold, the cleansing of conceit
The filth in which I sink
Nameless hope
In wetland's quicksand, we meet

Common branches
With uncommon reach
Longing for life
Godlike hand grasping me

Suffocating feat, eternal feeling
The time between God's blink
First time truly fighting
The clash of armies meet

Sinking, I pull up my knees
Fighting to breathe underneath the heavens
The beauty of grey clouds and skies that weep
All the while, mortal man upon the ground sinks
Slowly sinks

The young cypress climbs
Its heart longs with reaching arms
Soon to be humbled
Slipping, I embrace its showing roots
In wetland's quicksand
Here lies Man