cosy

the wind swirls around
my mind like the storms
on jupiter. its cold
colder than a night on
pluto. i am a comet
travelling through space
on my own surrounded
by rough grass and deep mud
yet i feel safe here
away from everything
that can hurt me
away from those that
would attack me
belittle me, make
me feel so small
the most powerful
microscope in the world
could not find me
my safe haven is the moors
protected from others
by natures elements,
elements my enemies
do not like. my skin
may be cold but inside
the sun burns brighter
than sirius illuminating
the moors keeping me
warm, cosy and sage
from everything that
would harm me. i am
at one here with the
natural earth looking
after my mind, body
and soul for eternity