As I Walk

As I walk this barren landscape,

Stones crumble beneath my feet

These same stones built the walls

That were once my home…

But now they lay strewn

Across the dirt on the ground.

Everywhere I look there is smoke,

Cinders, remnants of what was

Nothing is whole or complete

Just parts of what used to be.

I yell out at the top of my lungs

“hello!”

My salutation returns to me

Echoed off the canyon walls

“hello”

…I am completely alone…

but I am not alone…

I have absolutely nothing,

Yet as I look across this barren wasteland

A wave surges up through my chest,

And rolls through my bones-

I have absolutely nothing,

Yet I have everything.

As I look up at the sky above

I know one thing is for sure

I am alive-

Only those beneath the soil

In which I tread upon

Know what it is to have nothing-

To be nothing

Yet only those same many

Know what it is to be completely whole.

Having returned to the purity

Of what once was, and will always be.

This is written inside

This script of my life

In which I flip through

With every step I stride.

I am alive-

although I have nothing,

I have everything.