Last Breath(Not The End)

 

 

With bare feet

I step with conviction

Along stepping stones

Molded from sin.

A layer of moss

My only protection

From burning my skin.

To leave the path

Would wash my soul away

In the rage of unholy water

The stones inhabit.

Patience is my compass

In search for solid ground,

Awaiting the water to narrow

I take a leap of faith

Landing on a sandy shore

Where my feet sink

A cool six inches

With every thankful stride…

Bad news, I was lost;

Good news, I was in paradise,

Or a form of.

When I reached

The lush green of a forest

The sticks and stones

Abused my feet like a peasant

While my eyes

Were treated like a king

Admiring his treasures.

There was calm,

I felt peace

Till the call of the wild

Shattered my serenity

Like a wine glass

Against a wall.

Perched upon the remains

Of a tree cut down

In its prime

I seek the howl that reminded me

Why hearts ache.

Then fur as white as snow

Approached like the fury of a storm

With no remorse in its snarl

Face to face

I saw no compassion in its eyes

But somehow read its mind

Making me realize

Fear works both ways.

When its black haired companion

Joined in

I knew this was the end.

Taking a deep breath

 I closed my eyes

And let the dark be my guide

To the light.

Reviews

[Gheeneil]

So much like nightmare. The struggle is always far from over. The road to freedom seems non-existent. Yet, the will never surrenders. In the absence of light, darkness could be the guide to find one single spark. So much like life too. When there's nowhere else to go, there's still hope to hold on to.

My fave line would be the last one. Keep writing.

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. oh, brilliant ... profound and sublime ... and beautifully written ...

[Jamie S.]

I agree..great imagry, my favorite line...patience is my compass in search for solid ground. Great work Dale, thanks for sharing :)

[Tina Kline]

This is very very impressive! Love the imagery you use to describe taking that leap of faith and hoping for the best. This is really a fantastic write, I love it!

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I love the metaphors laced through this spiritual piece, the journey undertook was so visual..the language simple but so effective..this is wonderfully

[Natalie C]

Ooo yes, your ending is spectacular ...

And let the dark be my guide
To the light.

Wow loved the imagery, I could feel the intensity in your words, it almost felt like my heart was in a vice the whole time whilst reading this. I could feel the urge, the anxiousness building with each sentence ... which is great specially when one gets to the ending, where those last two lines acts like a breath of fresh air. Knowing that this nightmare is at a end and that at the end of this all there will truly be a better day waiting ...

Great piece my friend, I loved it!

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This reminds me of a few lines from a poem of mine about the river of love's tormented loss and only by drowning can I find my way across. We often walk paths of darkness before finding our way to the light.

Great job.

Linda Marie

[Poetic Beauty]

This reminds me of a bad dream that won't end. It is beautiful at times and then horrible again. Life can be a bit like this. It has its rough patches and then the smooth ones. the way you told this story is a great tale with stunning scenery and you have a wonderful creative mind.

[Cassiopia Summers]

Dang! This one's great. I love the whole "let darkness be my guid to the light" thing. Very creative.

[Norma M Sutton]

You have outdone yourself with this one. I love the imagery in it and the end.

[The Analog Kid]

Leaps of faith and closing your eyes to trust in your God. Also, it's like you got a preview of heaven but then had to face all the tribulations of your life first by blind faith. Very spiritual, Dale.