Naked

NAKED

Silence emerges like it's the only truth.

Stop to listen. Stop to listen.

Power down the firewalls, open up the caged jaws that masticate, satiate, and instigate freedom.

Despair is the enormous sound of being locked underground for fear of life's reverberation.

Take to the streets of your wild heart. They hear you down the alleyways and the avenues. 

Life, you are welcome here!

Naked, unrefined, true.

Stand atop the highest mountain and declare, "I am here."

Rumble 'neath the ocean floor and bubble up with precious ore, molten, essential, bursting with the fuel of "I am here."

You are every bit as welcome as the you that will one day belong to the ground.