Name: Oriana
Gender: Genderfluid
Age: Infinite
Being: Goddess of Journey
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When the gates had opened,
And the skies poured rain into my wounds.
I felt the soothing breath of life
Among the cold monsoon.
The road was uneven and harsh on my feet
But to no safe house did I ever retreat.
No. I stayed on my uneven path
Knowing the pain wouldn't last.
The road less traveled is far and is wide
Loneliness calls from the oceanside
But I kept my head high,
As tears rained from the skies.
I wear my scars open,
I have no home to be.
I dance like I am broken
As I march on to the sea.
And the harsh burning road
Turns to cool fresh waters.
I smiled upon the cove,
Where I met the ocean's daughter.
And she said unto me
"You're not what you appear.
You bleed just like us all,
Yet you have no time to sneer."
And I said back to her with no ire
No no mirth.
"Tis of my life's great fortune
To live upon the earth."
For on that battered road,
I met who I would see.
Broken birds and ticking clocks
Timeless just like me.
Their wings no longer work
So I taught them a new way to fly.
And to the clocks I murmur
That this was no way to die.
I gained brave friends a plenty
But only a handful would grow
Into my garden welcomed
And promised to my woes.
"I cannot promise I will stay"
I said unto the daughter.
"My life passes day by day
Just like any other."
I cooled my feet in ocean
Felt the sand beneath my soles
Knowing it wouldn't last and once more
Burn just like the coals.
For the road less traveled
stretches long and wide.
And I will still be traveling until
The day I die.
But as I travel I know I shall meet,
Broken hearts who claim no beat
And glamours worn to show defeat.
And shall should I still have my breath
I will not let it repeat.
To broken hearts I know no better,
And say simply to them.
Life is made for living
Not just living for them.
To glamours beauty
Who hate just what they see.
There is no one as pretty
Than in that mirror to that you see.
The road less traveled burns my feet
Brings blood upon the land,
But I still find my strength in knowing
I am who I am.
And with each burning step I take
I remember the ocean.
The coolness of water and salt solution.
There are no easy paths,
But still onto the sky.
The rain still falls and petals too
Drops form within my eyes.
And rather than be withered
And take the easy way,
I force myself onward
Toward another day.
So I take the path less traveled
As I smile into the day.
And should I be broken
Well I started out that way.
I born of compassion
Despite my own faults
And as I cried my tears
And cleansed of the salts.
I found a home
On that broken old road.
I traveled from coast to coast
East to the West
And I smiled to the dusk.
Because life is the best.
To see all these treasures
To feel them all too.
To live every day different.
To brighten my view.
Different walks of life,
Are what I know best.
And to me how you live,
Is no greater test.
To watch the sunrise and then see it fall.
To bleed into the ocean
One last curtain call.
