Clarity consumes the self
In those quiet hours of self reflection

Who am I?
What is my purpose?

Like diamonds the answers refract
Silent shards of prismatic radiance
Swirling and painting a confluence
Of certainty and being

Peace
It seems
Rests in the dark confines of the mind
Whereas the binary relationship
Between night and day
Leans better focus absent the glare
Emitted by life
And light

This yin and yang imbalance
Puzzles me

For is not happiness a function
Bright against the soul?

Is sadness not a blindfold?

...................................

The self returns

Meditation gone

The noise of the world

Carries on

His words fell hollow
Upon
Empty
Minds
Incapable of discerning
Greater meaning
Than what ignorance
Allows
,Faith,
It seems
Holds a monopoly
Against reason
Setting men to war and ******
**** and slaughter
In the name of a being
Unseen
Incorporeal
Yet infallible in the eyes of many
Who
For any other wont
Excuse their failings
Misgivings
Illfortunes
Not on the merit of their worth
But instead
How low they kneel
Serve
Slave
To the wishes of the word
Indoctrinated
To ignore wisdom
Trivial to their pursuit
Of blood
Hatred
Deceit
That they so easily condemned
The man
Whose hollow words
Swung silent
As he hung in the gentle breeze
Rope
Around
Neck
To a chorus of cheers
BLASPHEMER!
BLASPHEMER!
Never stopping to consider
The saviour they just hanged

I emerge from the bunker
To witness the apocalypse
Sand whips my face
Spurned ever onward
By the upcoming upheaval
A grain catches my eye
Causing the first tear to fall
To the ground of the once beautiful
Earth
As she trembles and fractures
Beneath the feet of her last son

Lightning caressed the horizon
A foretelling of the destruction eminent
That has painted the sky blood red
Unfamiliar to the familiar yellow warmth
Which has seen the rise of life
Rise of man
Death of man
The end of me
This realization brought me down
Connecting to my home one last time
On my knees the tears flowed
Instantly evaporating as the heat grew

The red giant was menacing in its rise
Boiling the sand with its rays
Creating centrifugal molten waves
Racing to claim my last day
I screamed as my skin began to boil
Hair catching flame
My last thought being a memory of green
Rolling hills from my childhood
Until the world went black
I saw stars
They were so beautiful...
...
...
BANG!
...
...
It was over
The supernova ripped me and my home
To stardust

Upon the morn
The familiar fast began
A silence fell over break
Only to be broken by the soft spoken
Words of wisdom
Known only to age
...
"Good morning Honey"
...
Comfort is hard to find
And so too is value
Yet time has taught many a lesson
So that no reply seems worthy
To the the point that silence
As an alternative
Felt right
...
"Today I woke up to an angel
Her wings are frail
And her body too
Still nothing moves me
Like breakfast for two"
...
Such love is hard to find
To weather the ages takes a toll
Written in wrinkles
Seen in a wink
The knowing behind those beady eyes
As he orders his drink
...
"Honey I'll take half and half
For one is like me
While the other is her
The day is won
When mixed together"
...
Honey smiled
Moved by the sentiment
Asking for his order
Just seemed too impatient

'Let him speak'
She said to herself

'A few more
Words of wisdom
Could never hurt'
...
"Like a diamond she is my star
Let me tell you Honey
My wife is my heart
All the years have flown right by
But today feels just like the start"
.......................................
As a plate shattered
Everything resumed
Honey just looked around
Feeling quite confused
The man was gone
His words were not
They echoed across the room