A fictional perspective from the dying Twin Towers
Flight to Eternity
Hell on Earth surrounds me; The firmament of my security Crumbles with loud groans, And the flames rush through Open fissures of terror and dread.
I see the end of my life, Much sooner than I believed and More quickly than I ever wanted; Yet, I know of another place Prepared for me by a dearest Friend.
While awaiting my earthly fate, I find another frightened soul Who, terrified of the carnage, Huddles closely to his dying world In anguish of the acts of men.
I grab him closely to my heart, This brother-in-salvation, And soothe him with reminders of The paradise that awaits all the ones Who faithfully finish the race.
From the pinnacle of the tower, We weep together for those left behind And smile for the ones we’ll see again; With one leap, we commit our bodies to the dust While our souls fly toward our resting place.
You write from the heart; no, from the soul, and it touches me! Holly
Reviewed by S J (Reader)
Reviewed on October 21, 2006
Your words are truly powerful and heart touching, Robert!
" From the pinnacle of the tower,
We weep together for those left behind
And smile for the ones we’ll see again;
With one leap, we commit our bodies to the dust
While our souls fly toward our resting place."
This is rare and exception prose. I can feel the emotions through these special words. I was working on Wall Street during 911. Thanks for sharing. My best, Gloria
You pen verse that makes the reader experience what those who were in the Towers (and planes) felt. Deeply moving, personal, eloquent tribute to those who died. Well done.
" From the pinnacle of the tower,
We weep together for those left behind
And smile for the ones we’ll see again;
With one leap, we commit our bodies to the dust
While our souls fly toward our resting place."
Excellently written!
Thank you,
Sheila
Regis
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
William
Peace
You pen verse that makes the reader experience what those who were in the Towers (and planes) felt. Deeply moving, personal, eloquent tribute to those who died. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.