Me Stay In The Whirlwind

Ben Nardolilli

The requirement is that you are a fan

Of something not held in the closet

Under your skin and bones,

No matter what gets centered in the altar

It is easy to find it, every piece of creation

Has someone who likes it,

Even if the club is one strong,

It is there kneeling faithfully

To turn one tree or one smokestack,

Into an icon for worship, however humble.

You might have a follower,

You might have twelve, here is a secret,

You are a follower too,

There is always a destination 

You have to measure yourself from.

Avoid all sense of isolation,

Declarations of solitude brings attention, 

Nature hates the lonely, 

Nature has rain and wind,

It gifts rivers and erosion 

To bring any proud mountain into the sea.