It is my deepest hope

It is my deepest hope…

that someday, peace will reign

and violence will

no longer exist

in a world

divide by theology and

ideology.

 

It is my deepest hope…

that an earth full of calamity

will revolve

around a loving

sun

and a

caring moon.

 

It is my deepest hope…

that all those in pain

will see the light

of the bright sunshine

on a

long summer

day

rather than

the darkness

of a pale

cold

moon

on a bitter

winters night.

 

It is my deepest hope…

that once there

was fear

there is now courage

for all those

who cannot find the

words

and the

voice

to speak their

truth.

 

It is my deepest hope…

that one day too

I will find my own

in the dark forest

of which

I have inhabited

in the recesses

of a captive

mind

on a vast planet

in an infinite

cosmos

breathing

one breath

at a time.

 

I return to the deepest of sources

I return to the deepest of sources

when my soul

cries out in remorse

for all that it longs

for

but cannot

find.

 

I return to the deepest of sources

when my pain

has taken a

hold

and embolized

me in fear

leaving me

captive.

 

I return to the deepest of sources

when the anger

can no

longer remain

inside

without

poisoning my

veins.

 

I return to the deepest of sources

when I cannot

cry

any more

tears

of grief

and

sadness

like a river

run

dry.

 

I return to the deepest of sources

when the love I thought

I had

is now

gone

and

in its

place

only rests

nothing.

 

I return to the deepest of sources

to find

you

silently waiting,

silently watching,

silently wanting.

 

 

Before I die

Before I die, I

want to live

finally

like I lived before

it all.

 

Before I die,

I want to forget about

all the hurt

and sorrow and sadness

and every ounce

of pain

that robbed my soul.

 

Before I die,

I want to be released

from the prison

in which I have

kept myself lonely

and captive in.

 

Before I die,

I want to love

like I loved

just that once

for all eternity

until I cannot love

anymore.

 

Before I die,

I want to remember

all that was

good in the midst

of all that was

so very, very

bad

and all that was

bad

in the midst

of all that was

so very, very good.

 

Before I die,

I want to live

once more

like I lived

before I died.

I feel my own weight

I feel my own weight.

Pressing down on me

holding me in place

to this spot

where I sit and wait.

 

I feel my own weight.

For the first time

like I have never felt it before

sinking me further and further down.

 

I feel my own weight.

Wanting to reach out

and touch you

like I have never touched you before

as you gently hold out your hand.

 

I feel my own weight.

Washing over me

as I see you

and watch you

as you stand near me

like waves coming into the shore.

 

I feel my own weight.

As I have never felt it before

sitting in the silence

feeling your absence

as I have always felt it since

like the first time

since I felt it the last time.

 

I feel my own weight.

I feel my own weight.

I feel my own weight.

 

Where are you?

Where did you go?

Have you left me?

Yet, again?

 

I feel my own weight.

 

I am still here

I am still here.

Right where you left me.

After being broken and battered

through life’s slings and toils

just waiting.

 

I am still here.

Over here

in the corner

whence you forget about me

when everyone else

too turned their back

on me.

 

I am still here.

By the stairs

readying to walk upwards

out of the darkness

into the light

as my chains and shackles

holding me down

have been unlocked.

 

I am still here.

I am still here.

 

You are amazed.

 

You did not kill me

nor did you torment me into silence.

I still live and breathe

the stifled air of a life

so harshly dealt.

 

I am still here.

I am still here.

 

Right where you left me.

 

Lucky to have been dealt your blow.

So swift and furious

like a bull charging at its

matador.

 

I am still here.

Because you cursed me

I now live

I now know

what the rest of them know not

about complexity and challenge.

 

I am still here.

I survived.

I am a survivor.

 

 

What should I fear…

I fear nothing.

In this moment of deep sadness,

there is life a foot

twisting and turning

just as the geese always seem to find their

way home.

 

I fear nothing.

In this moment of discontent,

there is something growing

in yet barren soil

waiting for the springtime

to announce its birth.

 

I fear nothing.

In this moment of uncertainty,

there is something so certain

that can’t be denied

just as the west wind will

blow in the chill of winter

to herald the snow.

 

I fear nothing.

In this moment of despair,

there is something so hopeful,

like the first rays of the sun

after a long stretch of rainy days

summoning  the flowers to spread their

magnificent petals.

 

I fear nothing.

 

For all around me

is everything.

 

 

Forget about hope

Forget about hope.

That just does not exist.

 

Live today.  Live now.

Call her

Call him

Tell her

Tell him

 

Today is all that is here.

Not tomorrow.

Not yesterday.

 

While living under false impressions

It can all be pulled out from under you

like a scatter rug.

 

Forget about hope.

Live today. Live now.

Do it

Don’t wait

Don’t question

Don’t stop.

 

Today is all that is here.

Not tomorrow.

Not yesterday.

 

I can’t tell you what will happen tomorrow

in the tea leaves of today.

 

This could be our last kiss

it could be our first.

 

It could be our first I love you

or it could be our last.

 

Forget about hope.

Live today. Live now.

Do what must not wait

Do what must

Don’t overthink

Don’t think at all

 

Today is all that is here.

Not tomorrow.

Not yesterday.

 

Don’t hope for a better tomorrow

with him

with her

with them

 

Tomorrow is today.

Yesterday is now.

 

Don’t let it linger

on your lips

all that you meant

to say.

 

Forget about hope.

That just does not exist.

 

There is nothing beyond now.

Who knows?

 

I wished I hadn’t waited until tomorrow.  I would have said I loved you one last time. I would have held him deep in my arms. I would have kissed him with my heart full of passion.  I would have told him what he meant to me…I would have, I would have…. 

You must.