He is a shadowed star child
He is the pale light piercing atmosphere
Looking for life to care for him
Breathing poisoned air
When the womb wants him no longer.
Time comes when bones bend bizarre
And mind goes sideways
His living becomes torture to others
Caring smiles turns to sardonic grins
Helping hands grow short and cold.
He is no longer life cherished in their heads
But a strange alien not belonging to living
Once wanted color becomes a burden
Desired touch retreats beyond horizon.
His breath is shortened with time
Yet his light not all gone
Once extinguished, energy come back
In another field, another womb.
He keeps reappearing,
Broken body and mangled mind
Reborn until we understand
His spirit keeps looking for care unconditional.
the image was copied from https://phys.org/news/2014-09-cosmic-dark-clouds-sunshine.html and shadow-mangled by me. thank you.
Of heights and flights
Of fear itself
Heartbeat of the chat that happens to be the last.
Pain of knowing pain of those so close
Waves of freedom falling on the beach
Joy of meeting
Misery of the reason the meeting took place
Wanting to let go
Wanting for the others to let go and go on
Wanting for the dark within the room to retreat
Holding hands that bind
Seeing things one thinks they shouldn’t see.
End of life of the one
Who was always
Who loved constantly
Who stood strongly no matter what
Sleeping dance of spirit united with spirits of many
Who know even if others share not the glory of knowing
Then, from dark – light
Wanting to be a part of the sunshine
Sea keeps approach/retreat approval of life
Even in the event
Of the proclamation of it being over
Within our mind
For energy never ceases to amaze
In its perpetual breathing.
Peace in union of three
Desire for more wonder
Sorrow wanders in our feet
As we walk with our faces
Turned to the sunrise
Loss is natural
Pain is not eternal.
the image was copied from https://embroidery.design/download/rune_jera_transparent_background/ thank you