The spark of inspiration which drives forth the will
And the spirit of all those grateful enough to be touched
It is the symbol of great pulchritude in lasting words
It is the effigy of overwhelming power’s grasp over one’s mind
A single pause can have more meaning than any sound could attempt to demonstrate
And through silence, an understanding is made
It is complexity within simplicity; it is a message where there is none
Let it be treasured wherever it may be found
And last eternally as a memory so… profound.
Settling to doze.
Catnap called for.
Hand in hand.
They'd strolled through time.
Short in eternity.
Through darkness into light.
Bright green forest.
Streaming sunlight ,
Scent of the forest carried through the atmosphere.
It was so very warm.
In a blanket of compassion.
Felt like they were twelve again.
With childlike vigour.
From the forest floor the scenery changed.
They could smell the sea.
With renewed crystal clear senses.
They could hear the oceans roar.
Collected seashells while they walked.
Justified dancing on the shore.
To be young again.
Skimming stones of memory across the rolling tide.
Vivified in minds eye.
A pebble for their children.
One, two, three.
Wandered into waters edge.
Last drifting breaths to the edge.
Door clicked open.
There they lay.
The happy couple in eternal slumber.
Pill bottle placed neatly by the bed.
For heaven's sake both were dead!
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I'm strapped for battle, and prepared for war, so societally sacrilegious make a rich man pray to god for no more, but I'm so subliminally catastrophe ridden that I'll take off like a dirty mcdonalds napkin blown from the hands of a man that was shown the true depth of his wager with sin, because I've been looking within and inside the size of my fevered lies that I tell myself at night so I can close my eyes, and stifle out the cries of the boy who staked his soul in the rise of his own demise
The study of guessing
a stab in the dark
maiden voyage embark
Truth is often too stark
and seldom impressing
the truth's a remark
that lies are undressing
order in chaos
joy within sadness
laughter in crying
life found in dying