bones bloom

DAI:

change is in the wind
it's carried my bones this way and that

dropping them here, burying me there
i fall on my face, i hit the ground running

dancing on raindrops, moving like lightning
just like thunder, i feel my jaw tightening

can i withhold the energy of my soul?

let me go! i say to the wind
but it howls and haunts me

will these bones bloom in spring?
or will the death bell toll with a ring?

is it the wind that carries me?
or fate?