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Show Me The Way To Let Go...
Soothing waves lapping at my feet,
No sound except the beating of my heart,
And the sensation of sinking slowly,
Into the emerald sea…
I climbed a mountain to get here,
Rocky ledges,
Rough hewed hand of God,
Spit out of the mouth of a long dead volcano,
In some rage that made it vomit up rocks,
The size of buildings…
It’s a secret,
This cave of mine,
It belongs to me now,
The others who knew of it,
Are long dead,
And though there is one left,
She can never reach it again,
But I can-
And I come here often,
To think,
To dream,
To sleep…
It’s dark here,
In oblivion,
That is what we called it,
It’s lovely though,
With white broad shoulders,
And turquoise veins,
Like an old woman’s legs,
If you are brave,
Or foolish,
(Isn’t it really all the same?)
You can feel your way through the tunnels,
Just follow your heart,
And it will lead you to the center,
Of Oblivion,
Our home away from home…
There is a lake here,
Inside where none can see it,
Dripping wetly from the walls,
In the shadows of our fire,
It always looked like tears,
Like the mountain was crying,
Gouging trails in her white frail cheeks…
There is a rock rising from the middle,
And if you are brave,
Or foolish,
You can bear the ice cold water,
Made from the tears of our weeping mountain,
And she will hold her fingers so still,
So you can climb out and rest on her palm…
We lay down there,
And closed our eyes,
Steadied our racing heart,
And felt her fingers close around us…
We dreamed there,
And sometimes saw our future,
Planning our great escape,
They never came true those dreams,
She was lying to us,
All that time,
And we never knew,
But it didn’t matter,
Not then,
Not now…
What mattered was lying with our hands,
Spread so wide,
And within a single hair’s breath,
We were side by side,
Deep in the heart of Oblivion…
And we were not alone.
I am lying here now,
Reaching out to touch their fingers,
Stretching so hard my ribs are burning,
Or maybe it’s my heart…
I feel them,
So close to me,
I hear them breathing softly,
I closed my eyes today,
And sank so deeply into oblivion,
Listening to the mountain hum under her breath,
Singing their names to me one by one,
Even the one that could no longer come,
I felt her take my pain and anguish,
And realized suddenly why the mountain wept…
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Anthony
Wonderful write about secrets for we
all have them! BRAVA!
Amor
Allen
M.Rose
Carmen :-)
Love Tinka
Sandie Angel :o)
What mattered was lying with our hands,
Spread so wide,
And within a single hair’s breath,
We were side by side,
Deep in the heart of Oblivion…
And we were not alone.
multi-sensoral feast for the soul! majestic, beautiful write--well done! outstanding imagery in this one--
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
I had forgotten! Incredible depth! Kudo's!
What is this life made of ? BIG QUESTION.