A Theory of a Greek

by Samantha Gallaher

Oh, how I wish to be the air
Inconspicuous and unaware,
Unhindered by atmospheric weight,
Free from feelings of fear and hate,
Oh, how I wish to be the air

Oh, how I wish to be a wave
In sync with the moon I’ll behave,
A moving current I’ll rise and fall
Without knowledge of it all,
Oh, how I wish to be a wave

Oh, how I wish to be the earth
A cradle for life and creature’s birth,
Through famine and flood I’ll hold my ground
I will not bleed nor bear a wound,
Oh, how I wish to be the earth

Oh, how I wish to be heat
But not a flame which one could meet,
And extreme of comfort I could not be
For that is what I wish to flee,
Oh, how I wish to be heat.

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