Thorns

I feel it all

That life in which heaven's bound

To the seeds of the Earth, mother never found

They twirl and twine

To wrap around my arm

Feel lucid as visions

Threaten to alarm,

The presence that was always there

But stood out of sight

The thorns sigh

Continuing their blight

Eyes go wide, as they find their mark

Burrowing in contrasting, stark.

However those thorns never bothered me

They were always there

They did not scare me

For I was warned of their stare

The presence of thorns

May make you still

But walk through them,

As they cannot kill.

You only thought they could