Eternity, a long time. It seems along time away. Forever.
I do not have, that long to live, breathing. I hope to experience Eternity.
One day.
I have heard, so have you, that a picture is worth a thousand words, I want to write
thousands of words to get the picture of Eternity, and get it right.
There is one way.
I have heard that words can fail you, that is when music speaks. If words are my only voice
and poetry and prose are the only notes that are on key........
Do you.. will you recognize the song?
Can you sing along, so
I do not sing, out loud;
Alone.
If I paint a story with my pen or construct a vast
array of sentences, to fill the void,
please read it and bring it to life;
thump, thump,
in the emptiness,
feel for a pulse,
bring your face close,
to catch the signs of life;
A breath.
I am desperate here.
I am wanting; to ink stain, computer character,
and burn a memory in the muscle of your conscious
and unconscious.
I AM.
My arms can not open to hug anyone, if I hug my self to protect my self from the
darkness, in the world that slays
innocents without, regard for their
thoughts, their breath or what they speak; not a
word.
Winter waits. Cold comes. Freezing rain falls.
Seek the shelter, that opens its doors to the cry of
your heart; that still beats, the beats through time
and space and beyond reason; that, IT, echos
across... a cross
Spring follows, Summer simmers until the Fall,
which brings an end to the seasons, which again
are whitened purely by Winters frost; snow
hibernation and too frozen
death.
If you suffer; somewhere someone has suffered more. You are not alone,
left out in the cold although some are; in places that do not have chilly temperatures
they are treated worse than as if they were living in the most severe of winter conditions.
Punished.
This cycle of seasons is not experienced by all parts of Earth; the whether, or weather still leads on and results need to invert the status quo for mankind to survive, for you to
live eternally. Experience the eternal.
Accepted.
Originally done by DWE 2011-12-15
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 12:15 AM UTC
Eternity, a long time. It seems along time away. Forever.
I do not have, that long to live, breathing. I hope to experience Eternity.
One day.
I have heard, so have you, that a picture is worth a thousand words, I want to write
thousands of words to get the picture of Eternity, and get it right.
There is one way.
I have heard that words can fail you, that is when music speaks. If words are my only voice
and poetry and prose are the only notes that are on key........
Do you.. will you recognize the song?
Can you sing along, so
I do not sing, out loud;
Alone.
If I paint a story with my pen or construct a vast
array of sentences, to fill the void,
please read it and bring it to life;
thump, thump,
in the emptiness,
feel for a pulse,
bring your face close,
to catch the signs of life;
A breath.
I am desperate here.
I am wanting; to ink stain, computer character,
and burn a memory in the muscle of your conscious
and unconscious.
I AM.
My arms can not open to hug anyone, if I hug my self to protect my self from the
darkness, in the world that slays
innocents without, regard for their
thoughts, their breath or what they speak; not a
word.
Winter waits. Cold comes. Freezing rain falls.
Seek the shelter, that opens its doors to the cry of
your heart; that still beats, the beats through time
and space and beyond reason; that, IT, echos
across... a cross
Spring follows, Summer simmers until the Fall,
which brings an end to the seasons, which again
are whitened purely by Winters frost; snow
hibernation and too frozen
death.
If you suffer; somewhere someone has suffered more. You are not alone,
left out in the cold although some are; in places that do not have chilly temperatures
they are treated worse than as if they were living in the most severe of winter conditions.
Punished.
This cycle of seasons is not experienced by all parts of Earth; the whether, or weather still leads on and results need to invert the status quo for mankind to survive, for you to
live eternally. Experience the eternal.
Accepted.
Originally done by DWE 2011-12-15
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