Poetry
"Eminence"
By Essah Cozett
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.
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.