I (November 17, 2009)

I

Only ceiling I need is in a blue degree
Only alarm clock for me is a bird song in a tree
Only bed I desire is that nestled by the fire
Only drink to stock is that flowing through rock
Only food of mine is that growing on the vine

For I belong in nature you see
Surrounded by all that makes me, me
Not found in a society so cold
Not stuck in a world so controlled
Bound by bars of money and name
Lost in a world of pity and shame
Find myself in nature I must
Or sorrowfully this soul will rust

Haley