And green the way lush holds the moss
Against the weary soil unintended
Lowering darkness swallows me down
Where man goes to die
Gravely descending foot upon the other
From common sense of light
A decent of man from god
The cave is in awe
Of me, its dinner
Spark the steel part of foot
Hand claws on rock and spine
And time prevents
The seconds from leaking
Stilled in the cold vapors of breath
I digress down
Into echoing sound
Thunderous bumps are pounding
Of this the foreboding heart
The brain strains for relief
But against the grief
It finds no solace
Wet of cliff side
Highly polished
It abolishes
The crawl down
Down into no sound
Below the man of ground
What lonely curse have I instructed?
What regret has my stomach digested?
What soil, soils below my britches?
Why this cave so cold must swallow?
And why my pit and cave pit
Both so hollow
That stillness waits
That hungry cave shall eat today
Of bread and bones, and clay
Wait! What of this turquoise
The white of sweet gentle falls
And the call of something wild
The scent where no man has a wall
Cold exchanged for glitter
Gold for descending eyes
And I thank the highest heavens
From a earth drawn hole and center
For one more good day to climb
