chevalierdelame
04-29-2014, 12:42 AM
Love or Hate
The little colored flowers that wake at dawn,
Do they love (or hate) the sun that gives them life?
Do they hate (or love) the sun that marks their hours?
The Litany
I have cried out to the world till my lips are dumb,
I have wept until my eyes are dry,
I have borne this pain till my heart is leaden.
I have bought the poison, the knife, the cord
I have felt them each and cast them away.
I have stood on metal to feel metal on flesh
I have turned away in fear and despair.
I have cursed my cowardly heart,
I have sought in a thousand ways,
I have sought to escape both life and death,
I have found it impossible.
I have pledged Death in poppy seeded wine,
I have found its taste to be bitter yet sweet
I have found Death to be an eager paramour,
I have found that the grave has room for two.
So bury me at the cross roads, if you will,
And say the earth shall be barren where I lie.
"It is not true! God's kindly earth
Is kindlier than men know,
And the red rose would but blow more red,
The white rose whiter blow."
Note: The last two lines are a quote from "The Ballad of Reading Gaol" by Oscar Wilde.
Of Course God Exists
Of course God exists.....
He lives when a bird greets the dawn with a song,
He lives when a flower paints a dawn on the ground.
He lives when first a child's heart beats,
He lives when the stars are born at night.
He lives in the tears that lovers shed,
He lives in the words that poets string.
He lives deep within each one of us; do you not see?
The little colored flowers that wake at dawn,
Do they love (or hate) the sun that gives them life?
Do they hate (or love) the sun that marks their hours?
The Litany
I have cried out to the world till my lips are dumb,
I have wept until my eyes are dry,
I have borne this pain till my heart is leaden.
I have bought the poison, the knife, the cord
I have felt them each and cast them away.
I have stood on metal to feel metal on flesh
I have turned away in fear and despair.
I have cursed my cowardly heart,
I have sought in a thousand ways,
I have sought to escape both life and death,
I have found it impossible.
I have pledged Death in poppy seeded wine,
I have found its taste to be bitter yet sweet
I have found Death to be an eager paramour,
I have found that the grave has room for two.
So bury me at the cross roads, if you will,
And say the earth shall be barren where I lie.
"It is not true! God's kindly earth
Is kindlier than men know,
And the red rose would but blow more red,
The white rose whiter blow."
Note: The last two lines are a quote from "The Ballad of Reading Gaol" by Oscar Wilde.
Of Course God Exists
Of course God exists.....
He lives when a bird greets the dawn with a song,
He lives when a flower paints a dawn on the ground.
He lives when first a child's heart beats,
He lives when the stars are born at night.
He lives in the tears that lovers shed,
He lives in the words that poets string.
He lives deep within each one of us; do you not see?