Eternity Surrendered

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.- Thoreau

nails

crosses

thorny crowns

angels and demons

tucked neatly away for another day

inwardly unavowed

in bastions of clandestine proclivity

thick walls

guarded by stoic, staring sentries

unrollable boulders

unearthed surreptitiously

blue skies and mud floors

smiles, tears and locked doors

candles, vigils and tears

lonely years

worn prayers and naysayers

a crying onion's peeled layers

rarely spoken

time awoken

hearts remembered but broken

forgiveness the missing token

these things we thought we knew

these things we miss

whispering forever

in the lips of a desiccated kiss

conjoined souls distempered

narcissistic twins self centered

teetering on the edge of reason

holding onto a beheaded, sacrificial season

hemmed in the indecisive, frayed, dragged, cuffs of pompous past and surrendered future

where it's midnight forever

burial grounds revisited

lost love remembered

eternity surrendered

Author's Note

"You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this." - Thoreau