Aria of the Seraph's

ARIA OF SERAPH’S

Your love was the beginning and end…that was all I ever needed to get through those hard days. The only thing in this world that mattered to me was the reflection that I would case in your eyes when you were looking at me. But what was I to do when your eyes were no longer in front of me, when they were shut and bound but a higher power to never open for me again, to never cast a gaze upon my face again for as long as I walked this mortal world. If the only way for us to be together was in death, then I was constantly searching for the pistol, the Russian Roulette game that would end one of 6 ways, each end bringing me closer to you. I would lay in my tomb every night, the bed of misery and sorrow that I had created after you were gone, trying to figure out how to go on and what to do next.

Then, one night, when the wind was rushing fast and furious out in the winter night, with the rain slowly falling on my blacked out window, as I spun the chamber of my decision maker, a blinding light stunned and dazed me. I couldn’t explain it, but a sudden calm washed over me slowly and pierced my soul. I heard a voice in the brightness speak sweetly, telling me to stay calm and listen. I stared in awe and marveled at their glory, their pure benevolent grace. They brought me your message, your angelic Aria for me to hear. Their sweet voices sand your song to me. So much time has passed, I’ve faced so much alone, scared, slowly becoming a stone shell, just going through the motions for so long, being swallowed by the vast ocean of emotions, drowning my voice, extinguishing the flame of life inside of me and causing me to finally cash in all the chips on this game of Roulette that I was about to venture with before being visited. Yet, the Seraph’s, these Divine Messengers, winding your message of hope hit me in a place that I had built a wall up around when you left. You were talking to me, you knew of my pain, you really hadn’t left me…you were rekindling the wildfire in my soul.

Knowing that their objective had been fulfilled, in the blink of an eye my visitors had vanished. I looked down at the redemption that I was so close to taking, cast it aside, and broke down to weep for the last time. I slept that night as if I were a new born, my soul at peace, and my spirit ablaze, ready to set this world on fire once more…I love you.

[This is an original work by Lewis Tedesco. All materials are copyright protected. Materials, in part or in whole, shall not be replicated without first the consent of the original author.]