Dark, Grey, Heavy, Pregnant Sky…
Cloaked in torn, fleecy, filthy dark drapes
Befitting the ominous canvas of the Last Judgement,
Oppressing, tormenting, threatening,
Head-splitting, pain invoking misery…
The dark grey invades your mind,
Twisting its sharp claws around your brain-cells,
Tearing at neurons, tormenting your weary soul…
No escape… tentacles drag you to deepest hell…
The Valkyries ride out of Valhalla
To the crashing waves of sound of the Dies Irae,
Echoing in the depth of your troubled mind…
Gloom and doom shakes the very foundations
Upon which the Great Hall of the Gods stood
And is about to collapse, as Valhalla rises in flames
Above the crust of the trembling Earth,
Engulfing and dragging all, to witness
The Twilight of the Gods…
…Now silence…
Deep and all encompassing silence
Under the pitch darkness of the firmament…
Overwhelming, deafening, monstrous silence…
Heart-stopping silence… and then…
The sky splits open, a brilliant white light
Slices through the darkness and gloom
As the wondrous, gurgling, innocent laughter
Of a young child resonates through the ether,
Chasing the ominous drapes of gloom away…
And the sky is now azure blue, the sun shines,
The flowers of the meadows gracefully waver
Into a merry dance, bursting into a riot of colour
And the birds… oh how the birds sing in choir
And in tune and harmony with that laughter,
As it vibrates through your heart and mind and soul
Warming your entire being into a glorious smile…
…That laughter… that gurgling, heart-warming,
Crystal-clear sound that even the blessed angels envy,
Is the most precious, most beautiful sound
In the entire Universe.
© P. J. Oszmann (2003)
Reindeer
Julie ;)
the most beautiful sound is a child's laughter...thanks for bringing it to light in the midst of this very visual, outstandingly penned, piece :)
(((HUGS))) and love and blessings to you this holiday--
karla. :)