face to face...

the simple truth
breathes through
the whirling wind
the wind that hurls
and curls
and carries me
up and away

my freedom has arrived
and i am not dead
i am alive
alive as the rich green grass
before me
as the flies and wasps that hover everywhere
searching
sniffing
hunting
for the sweet taste of sugar
that is all around us

the simple truth is
that
i love you