This is where we go

To overthrow the undertow.

This is how we know

The undergrowth is

Overflowing.

This is where we stalk,

Those who walk the light.

This is how we enrapture

Those who capture

The night in their dreams.

This is where my life

Once fell apart at the seams.

This is how the dead,

Found a new way to breathe.

This is where we go,

To overthrow the overflow,

This is how the undergrowth

Got pulled along by the

Undertow.

This is where we choked

On all of tomorrow’s hope.

This is how we breathe

Through yesterday’s dream.

This is how it was revealed

That it’s OK to believe,

This is where we go,

To realise what is real.