it just won't go away

...an island somewhere in the Indian Ocean

the words are
written on skin
they are escape
meaningless
and full of
blood
our bones accept
the waves and water
the sun warms
mind and heart
the sky is bigger
blue and empty
here we sing
with voices of wind
carried out to
nothing
and our voices stay with us forever
we have created
life and eternity
we have rid ourselves
of breath
awake always never to sleep again
our blood is light and air
our skin is the sun
our bones are the ocean
a tree grows in the middle of us all