Bolt

Isn't it time to grow again?
Don't you feel your form worn and bent?
Maybe a light can change you
Maybe my light can save you
Before you go over the edge

Broken stems, dried vines
Heaven's scent, honey
End of summer, sap settling into the roots again
To redesign
Realign

Haven't you grown enough?
Aren't you old enough?
Can't you carry more than your heavy self?
There's no hiding, no lies
Having two eyes to watch you all the time
See right through you