He ripples out
Like a stone hurled into tranquil waters
Effecting everyone around him.

A miraculous flow of events
led me back to you
I don't often weep as I write
but today my typing is doused with tears
of Happiness.

Accidentally, I uncovered memories of the Past
that I cannot return to
Regret is the only thing I can do
Pity is the only sadness I feel
apart from great, bubbling Bliss.

The memory unearthed
like buried treasure
it's contents are still
good as new, brings me
immense Joy.

I still want to pursue it,
like a naive child
with his favorite pearl
that shines and
never Dulls.

I hear in the distance:

"Ring A Ring O’ Roses        
A Pocket full of posies    
Atishoo! Atishoo!      
We all fall down"

I grab your hand: Maybe if I held on longer?

"The cows are in the meadows,
Eating buttercups,
Atishoo! Atishoo!
We all jump up!"

It's ending: I don't want to let go!

I, will always remember this moment we had together.

"Fishes in the water,
Fishes in the sea,
We all jump up,

With a 1, 2, 3!"

listen to the falling leaves
hear them saying
all they need
is to be carried
upon the breeze
forever falling on our knees
is the most intelligent way to be
and guarantees that we
will remain as humble
as an ancient tree
giving love in perpetuity
yet born from a single seed

The spirit trapped in the abyss
The beast trapped in its cage
Its bellows
Its whimpers
Their distant screams

It pierces my ears, makes them bleed.
It gorges on my heart, makes it obsolete.
It gouges my eyes, makes me lose sight.
It smites my skin, makes me feel numb.

Lost were the days
The zenith
that stood, proud.
Where are you now?

When my hands
succumb into numbness,
When my feet
descend into paralysis,
Would it catch your sight?

Will my little whimper
fading into silence,
Would it touch gently down
on your ears?

When the last
Spirit and Breath
Dissipates

Will anyone bat an eye?
Would it mean anything

Around the cacophony, as I die?