Self

I sigh,

It’s a gentle cry,

A cry to the gods,

An ache,

An ache to smooth the way,

The way inside of me,

Inside my soul.

There is nothing wrong,

I simply long,

Long for that sense of ease,

A stillness of mind,

A stillness that is peace,

A peace within me,

Within my heart.

So I sigh,

My gentle sigh,

My sigh to the gods,

Let it be heard,

Heard by me,

By me my self,

Self will set me free.