As Time Stood Still
My pen finds pause
my body is broken,
a weighted horror
cleaves my breast
The strings of hope sliced
as I put dreams to the sword,
but hands now whisper to stars
across a fabric brushed heaven
Tomorrow is a lie of mysteries
today is in the now of knowing,
Like burning comets the pain
thrashes into my hearts core
A journeys end now nears
the roads all find dead ends,
revived from a morass of mourning
eyes are filled with oceans
A dirge plays and dances
in a procession free of flesh,
as shadows carry me home
infinitesimal tears find silence
I am weary of time
I've smashed the clocks
crushed every watch
tick tocks, now stopped
With the enemy defeated
I forge ahead untimed,
wild and finally free
uncaged from fear and doubt
In truth tomorrow has been
gone in thousands of minutes,
the sandman flies in golden dust
that's now sparkling my eyes
In sleep I shall find eternities gate
holding it open yet never entering,
until your hand slips into mine
time my love will stand in my mind
Until we meet again ...
Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2015
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