Absolution

Long have I been buried under

Paying the price for wilfull surrender

No longer willing to carry the weights that drag me down

May the fury of the imbecile spew or the Gods frown

I need to fly close to the sun,

Like Icarus may my wings burn

But let the ashes of my being lie

Let no Phoenix resurrect and fly

I want my soul, from the afterlife, to craft from those ashes

A thousand serpent heads, more venomous as each lashes

Not unto others, like Hydra, but entering into my own core

Every tentacle snatching the burdens of the other souls it bore

Cast into stone, even as they were in their living selves

I want my soul to become Medusa to these pitiful shells

And then clasping these limpets in every destructive curl

My soul will dance in the timeless cosmic dervish whirl

Ever expanding, ever growing, with every step I trace

Until they are flung out into an unknown time and space

Unburdened
Unfettered

Untethered

Unbound

The soul upon catharsis, will return to its dream like reverie

Like a Satyr, wandering and carefree..