Be a bird I would
Soar the skies of different hues
Through clouds of misty dew
Chirp all day through

Be a paling leaf I would
Light my hold against the zephyr
Holding on to letting go
To nurture the roots where I befall

Be a shiny stone I would
Bask in sunlight all day long
Lie there lazy, lounge and loaf
Solid against the trampling feet

Be dust I would
Rising with the wind to places anew
Aimless, wandering, drifting and unwhole
Never to be broken further more

Be all I could be; not a human I would be
Love this life though I do
But human as I am, accountable I'll be
If human I wasn't, I wouldn't be worried

About doing the things I do so easily
No longer feeling guilty or remorseful
So utterly deep in the dark pit
From where I need to be freed

— your lost soul