Immortal Gift
i'd become immortal again binding
a hardened stone catering to the sensual
needs to gather soiled stained hanker chief
a sudden removal of all earthly gesture's
i'd crawled beneath self tracing his footsteps
he guided me somewhere between heaven and earth
i suppose as night crawled under day creating
a soft mauve glow throughout the sky all sense's
were quite balanced and filled with a tidiness
i'd rather not embrace the calmness about me
moved searching for granite hills and solid
foundations as the warm mist traveled evenly
through ancient greenery of pastel pasture's
while my mind craved a certain mastery i found
little peace depicting a tranquil finding i'd began
to shatter openly into a million pieces a sheer
rapture abode my firm structure as my mind
swayed tossing memories back and forward
a charming force chasing the eye of the needle
i'd encased virtue beyond my wild eye's slowly
madness had return shivering about my space
why i'd carefully stored it somewhere between
the grand piano of broken keys and lost notes
unspoken memorandums followed by speech
hence moving tolerance behind me abandoning
life as i gazed earnestly above the carny dreams
of a folklore's tale capturing my soul in a borrowed
dance a game of chance as i began watering the earth
with a mountain of tear drops drowning myself into
solace and relief quiet moments opened the windows
to my mind seeking refuge in my thoughts my desires
an infamous notion that i once walked among
the living that i once soared through the galaxy
clinging to light clinging to hope's findings absorbing
life's bruise's feeling human emotions for one small
moment i'd felt a twinge where life once dwelled
somewhere within me
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2012
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