The Cost
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yes, I have ...
I've had them ...
those moments -
the deep, desperate, rare moments …
"straight-from-a-movie" moments of
romance and melancholy,
where the violins and
violas and cellos pull on your heart …
forlorn music, reaching down
into your viscera to yank at
your soul in tyranny …
heart-wrenching moments of
exquisite agony,
where the core burns,
the hairs stand, the eyes close,
and you're lost to the consequence …
brief, beautiful, gentle instances
that you hold for a lifetime,
and that hold YOU,
(like moonlight holds lovers) -
that shine like jewels among the
mists of the mundane …
oh, how blessed I've been,
AND how cursed …
for this gift of creativity that so many envy,
is but a shadowy facade for the
dark, dire truth of the sensitive spirit -
we feel deeper, look deeper,
wish deeper, love deeper, and ACHE ...
deeper …
I am thankful for those moments,
for they are precious,
and they make life, for me,
exceptional and profound and abundant,
but there is a dear price to pay ...
and it comes without music,
without breath,
without tenderness or warmth,
and it comes in the
dead ...
of night.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, August 8, 2019
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