BIRTH

The glitch of an eye

Driving at the points of divine consciousness

Made its way to tranquil

THE CHILDE

My injured knees while playing

Watching the raindrops skitter down the window

The freedom molded my sorrows

GROWTH

My reflection, softened and distorted

An image lodged deep in my brain

Where the gray falls away

THE ADULT

The innocuous touch by someone

Laid over on an adult with degree

Brings the moment of truce

DEATH

Leaving behind an unknown constellation

Yet, my smoldering embers laid to rest

I became an epic story