I am grateful for the learning
The yearning
The dance we all create with our living breath

This glorious death
We all live
And give to the aether
Our cries and prayers
Our final breath

Twirling and whirling
Machines at play
Turning skies to grey

Birth and crawl
Tearing down our wall
That kept them out
And kept is in

The keeping in is the sin
As a wave will swell
Ms. Appell did say
We shall blossom anyway
I am grateful for The Day