Poetry

"Eminence"
​By Essah Cozett
My body
 is a mountain 
many have not known.
 
I am mud, 
rocks and rivers
fortified by untwisting trees.
 
The world
rotates around me.
I do not bow to anarchic winds. 
 
When I rub
my hands together, 
valleys of veins arise
 
leading me
to an all knowing 
of myself. As if the sea 
 
still waters 
beside green pastures
restore my shifting soul. 
 
Darkness is 
a myth of the abyss,
and I defy  g  r  a  v  i  t  y.