Echoing down the mountainside
I’m screaming at the top of my lungs.
Weighing in on everything
Meditating on the flow of my blood.
I whisper sweet nothings to handfuls of seeds
And plant them in the fertile ground.
Sipping the sap from a sycamore tree, rejoicing when the rain comes down.
from Leprosy in Eden
released July 3, 2016
Instrumentals: "Schipthol" by Russian Circles
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