Eternity

The discord of heart and mind

Part One

I dreamt one night,

that I made my bed

with a pile of red brick

I found by the roadside.

As my knees slipped in,

it felt as soft as skin.

It wasn’t until I jumped

A couple of times,

that I saw the mess

that was left behind. 

I heard a voice from

below, yelling out:

“It’s time to go”.

I laid down quietly

and held my breath,

until Life almost left

my bloody flesh.

 

The door finally

closed,  and my Spirit

rejoiced my Lifeless Soul.

As I laid in solitude,

I no longer moved;

in each brick, a shard

of glass grew.  I heard

my blood hit the floor;

with each ‘drop’, my

Mind relinquished thought.

Fate took away fear, as

the light reappeared. 

Before I let go, I traced

over my naked soul,

A prayer of gratitude.

I thanked my material

flesh, for giving me a

vessel to express.

 

As I reached my Heart,

I braced myself for the

most difficult part. 

As she grasped for Life,

she kept screaming: ‘why!’.          

The rest of me just

laid there quietly,

as she pleaded to

be spared the atrocity. 

 

Again, the moment

Had passed, to explain:

no matter the start -

they always find the

brick, that will tear the

other apart.  It doesn’t

matter the life, there is

never a  place to hide;

as the story of this

kind, is etched on

every mountain side.

It’s the secret language

of the heart; powerless to

interpretation, that

erects with each scar.

 

As everything slowed

from within, I knew

she wanted to jump

from my skin. To leave

me behind, so she could

find the man, that

called out each time.

As everything slipped

from me, I gave her the

same parting words

of each century:

‘Perhaps in the

next life, the two of

you, will get it right’.

Author's Note

Unfinished. It's a little ruff in areas, but I am happy with where the story line is headed.