i pulled the leaf and tore it by the stem

It was when I embraced the fact that I was nothing did Nature suddenly offer me, itself

Azra, you must puncture.

i need to sit down, lay down

I try to look at the moon Holding my finger up, I try to point at it

I'll vault chasms of dry land

The sea, the sea

Repent not today!  Leave thy quarters

Speak to me of their silenced songs