I Am

I am the glacier’s crest above the forests
Freezing you mid-thought and the ancient voices
From the greying fog, I am the thought
That overtakes your mind and fills you with a singular happiness
The heartless ghost lying in wait
And who cannot forget you
I am the leaves that you burn in the fall
The swift cleansing of your conscious
I am the glistening of the leaves
And I am
I am the leaves the you burn in the fall
The swift cleansing of your conscious
I am your third hand and your second
I am the shadow, the grey one
Who cannot ever forget you
The heartless ghost lying in wait
And who cannot forget you
I am the leaves that you burn in the fall
The swift cleansing of your conscious
I am the glistening of the leaves
And I am
I am the leaves the you burn in the fall
The swift cleansing of your conscious
I am the glacier’s crest above the forests
Freezing you mid-thought and the ancient voices
From the greying fog, I am the thought
That overtakes your mind and fills you with a singular happiness
With a singular happiness