Here! i'm Here!

They stood on top of a hill.

A hill found between two mountains.
The world was still for them.

They were the one.
Their hair was matted, filled with leaves and sticks.

But

The sticks were medicinal.
The leaves were mint.

Their body ached and
Dried mud striped their arms and legs.

But

Their muscles were pronounced.
The mud was soothing.

They stood on top of the hill and cried out
That they
Had lived.

"I have seen the stars, yes, but have you
Truly seen the brilliance of the sky as it 
Is?"

They smiled at the wind.

"I have rode the waves, yes, but have you
Definitly known its terror and ironic peace as it
Is?"

They lauged at the people that stared.

"My name does not matter.

it Does not matter because I have let it crumble to the wind!

I am coming back to the place I thought of.

The world Was

Worth this time I have used."