factual

You are priceless

but you’re not faultless.

You are the embodiment

of the human sin.

And your soul twists

itself with a grin.

Your body is pain

covered with skin.

It is all so natural,

right and factual.

But the wind still pushes

your head to the sea.  why?

what do you think it means

to be free.

If not letting the world

touch you gently…                       

July 2014

 

pele meets the sea by john foster
Pele Meets the Sea by John Foster