Wednesday, January 12, 2011

walls and secrets and wolves.

the laughter will never be drowned out
when in one life there is laughter we know the other is full of tears
there is a war inside my heart
and it's on the upswing.
these bags around me, these clothes, these walls mean nothing, hold nothing
because they are only as beautiful as the one inside the space,
the wearer of dreams and hopes and smiles is the wearer of a secret
and i wear it well.
but who would envy such a thing
it's like saying "you're filthy beautiful".
filthy beautiful is what i am, tonight.
i knew of purity before the world blew it's overwhelming breath upon me
knocking me to the ground where i slipped into the world below,
and i fell but landed softly.
my first time visiting this place i was met by a white wolf.
he spoke silently of my strength
he ran gracefully beside me, he runs gracefully beside me.
the space around me is dark, but as i step forward light follows me as far as i decide to go.
always.
i know that when my heart stops beating, i'll rise.
when life disappears from my eyes, i'll be home. 
the same place i am when i love, is where i'll go.
i've lived there before, i know it well in all of it's elusiveness.
the very particles that make me human
start moving faster, slower, faster.
and it's there that i love, that i sing, i scream.
i have no interest in feeling more for i have known it all, inside my chest.
all that i need exists within me.
so as i run, i am really running in place.
as i look to see, i see merely a reflection.
i cannot be more or less than i am. i am all. we are all, there ever was or will be.
we are all the sun, the moon, the stars, the grass
because ultimately we are all made from the same particles,
from the same universe.
in knowing this, i see no reason that i cannot shine as brightly as the sun
grip and pull as tightly as the moon.
spirit take me in your arms tonight
show me how to fly again.
harmonize with me.
as the mist clears, i'll see your face again. it will be soon i am sure.
i long for the clarity in your eyes, the warmth of your skin.
look at all we've created, lost, and gained.
it's all there waiting for us.
so run, even if there's nowhere to run to.
as long as you're not running from, only for the joy of running.
i'll be beside you, i'll keep up.
maybe you'll take my hand
and as the sun beats down, 
we'll be free.










1 comment:

  1. Wonderful writing, especially I loved this:

    "i cannot be more or less than i am. i am all. we are all, there ever was or will be.
    we are all the sun, the moon, the stars, the grass
    because ultimately we are all made from the same particles, from the same universe."

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