Waking Heart

Pushing me, pulling me
Dragging me under
The mountain keeps calling 
And I'm falling further
The ocean's deep swallows me
Current to current
I'm diving through dreams
Skies burn, rolling thunder
Calls from the forest
Sunk below, tallest growth
Shooting its roots out
Weaving and circling 
I'm tangled, unmoving
Drowning and waking
On top of the mountain
From under the ocean
The surface is broken
The head now lies open
Spilled thoughts leaking over
Overflowing broken spirit
Blankets clear oceans
Murk like its owner
Sounding silence like alarms
Disheartened, now all is quiet
For the waking heart
And the way it falls