Sanat

They built me like a load-bearing wall
Straight lines, true corners, no give at all
I held up the roof through thirty years of weather
Nobody asks if the stone gets tired
Nobody taught the stone the word desire
A wall gets praised for one thing: holding it together

But last night I felt it, low and far away
A shifting in the bedrock underneath the man I play
Like something buried breathing, patient, deep and warm
Not the ending of the mountain but the beginning of its form

I always thought a crack meant I was broken
I always thought the fault was mine to hide

There's a fault line running through me
And it is not my fault
There's a river underneath me
That was never stone, never salt
Let the surface fracture slowly
Let the pressure find a voice
I was carved into a statue
But the rock remembers choice

I measured out my life in what I carried
The steady one, the fixer, the unhurried
But steady isn't still and holding isn't peace
There's a tremor in the granite asking for release

I always thought that solid meant unshaken
I always thought the shaking meant the end

There's a fault line running through me
And it is not my fault
There's a river underneath me
That was never stone, never salt
Let the surface fracture slowly
Let the pressure find a voice
I was carved into a statue
But the rock remembers choice

Every mountain was a seabed once
Every summit started in the dark
I am not afraid of breaking
I was only afraid of being seen
So let it move, let it open
Let the deep say what it means

There's a fault line running through me
And it's the truest thing I own
It's the place where I stop pretending
I was ever only stone
Let the light into the fracture
Let the water carve it wide
What you'll find beneath the statue
Is a man - and he's alive

Low and far away
Something is moving
Something is moving
And this time I let it