Between Heaven and Earth

Before eternity passes, teach me

to separate tears from ashes.

I am here to teach you freedom

and a truth unknown until now.

Come on, show me some

of your yesterday's words.

Stop torturing your dreams,

inflicting pain will not let the sun

escape from under the eyelid

of heaven.

Give me your heart, show me how

to talk to love.

I was stuck between heaven and earth

again, ashen dreams ceased

to bring loneliness.

I spread my hands over you,

I feed you with mother's milk.

Life proves again how to suffer,

how to go against the tide of blood.

Bright nights do not bring stars,

the moon politely turned its face away.

Excuse me, where's the hope?

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

From my experience, the only true hope is found within.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

‘Teach me to separate the tears from ashes’ what a beautiful line that starts it out perfectly. This entire poem feels surreally beautiful. ‘The moon has politely turned its face away. Excuse me, where can I find hope’? There’s something about this line in particular that’s the most palpable and strong of them all. Thank you so much for sharing!

[M. J. Smith]

When all else fails, He still listens and cares. The Holy Virgin can carry our prayers to Him. This I learned on many long nights spent on the road.
Beautiful words, but so sad! Like a soul on the verge of surrender. But to who?

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Beautiful and filled with longing that causes the soul to reach. Sometimes when a bone is broken it must be set to grow correctly. It's a terribly painful physical process. The spiritual process is no less excruciating but may not be so quick. Alexander Pope told us "Hope springs eternal in the human breast" but that is in the first epistle. In the second he tells us as well, "With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest;
In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err; Alike in ignorance, his reason such, Whether he thinks too little, or too much:" Your writing is thought inspiring and filled with a cry for empathy. You can find Pope's "Essay on Man" epistles 1 and 2 at poetryfoundation.org if you'd care to read them. They really are brilliant works of writing and address the questions you put forth in this piece. Great writing and I enjoyed. F.