A Rift In Time

Did you know freedom has a smell?
Sometimes we must follow its scent
And travel to distant lands so vast
They dwarf the chasm in our hearts
Here at the edge of the Great Rift
I found a mirror
And was peaced back together
In the expanse
I began to see clearly
Now I realize
The break in my being
Was the riverbed
That once filled
Flowed me all the way home to me
At the mouth of the Nile
Held by the Water People
And their many tongues
They sang me free
Thuolo
Thoroughly coursing 
Through the spirit of me