Adoni Fly away with me,

Let's meet in the summer sky,

Like flowers in the ocean we'll swing to and fro

Like worms in the dirt we'll wingle and grow,

Adoni my Raffa oh how sweet your sounds,

Lullaby's and trances of beauty that swells,

Make these fears fall to the floor

Hoping and praying no one is near

Just for today forever I hope

To live in your wonderous joy and peace free from the pain the shallowness and grief

Adoni, oh Adoni come fly with me

Surrounded by the dark,
Enclosed from your heart
The warmth of friendship escapes me.
Your rod and your staff-
They do not comfort me.
I feel the your gift,
The weight  of your eternal breath,
It falls upon my chest as I fall,
Fall low,
Down to the ground,
No longer a soft forest floor,
But the hard and grainy
Asphalt
Of reality.
What once comforted
Now feels numb:
The pressure of your rod
Of your staff
Of the Tree of Life,
They fall upon me.
The breath you have given
My eternal soul,
It feels like
A constant
Morning Breath.
The pain of once
Seems morphed into
The torment of eternity.
What started
As mere scratches
Has grown large,
Slicing through my now paleing skin,
Leaving the rivlets of blood
Which I so desire.
God,
Adoni,
Ha-Shem,
Eternal One,
Whatever your name may be,
Whatever name you may go by,
Your gift feels a curse.

Adoni?
no
not me.

I place my trust in the Adonai
and so it was spoke.

In words I no longer recall
the great one recounted the fall
of man
and who am
I
to say otherwise,

as the mockingbird flies
and the eagle screams
it becomes in me fantasy
one of those dreams
we no longer speak
of.