I see the trees...

I don't recall why I wrote this one...but apparently I was feeling a bit dark...enjoy!


I see the trees
Chanting and dancing
In the wind,
While helpless flowers
Are stripped naked, and tossed
By the same spell.
I stand still.
My ears catch the cries
Of the cliffs
As the ocean beats them,
Dragging boulders
And corpses of trees
Into it’s undulating cadence.
But still I stand here.
The birds circle
A small expanse of the sky
And land to eat my rotting flesh.
The dogs tear muscle from bone
And feed it to their young.
I watch,
Simply standing,
As I realize I belong here
Only to fade away.