Like Georgia O’Keeffe

 Like Georgia O’Keeffe 

I want to be left alone 

In the desert 

The desert of my mind and creative spirit 

Free of societal constraints 

To tread paths that ancients before me knew 

As the sands of time evaporate before me

Slowly I’ll meet my decay 

Righteously my bones shall bleach in the sun 

After my skin has fallen away 

I’ll return to the stars 

Of which I’ve come 

Endless 

Boundless 

Not trapped in a flawed pile of flesh 

The cycle of life and death 

No longer gripping my neck 

Gone 

I’ll be of the mountains 

Of the streams 

Alive in the sky 

I’ve faded to ether 

God’s hands