She was weak, but at least she was free. Maybe
Through spirals of time and great grief, her divine
soul had wept
And her mind stole from reason and tricked her heart
into living
For the sake of her bones. Remain standing. Breath.
Smile. Remain.
Distraction lent a hand; the devil hid behind it -
grinning, waiting...
The stars aligned, eventually, as night met love’s
longing.
Her body laughed at the Time; the moon nodded in
agreement.
And how she smiled bright! Oh, how she did love! With
whatever she had left.
Her heart forgave her mind, as it always does, but her
soul continued to weep.
She closed all her eyes – listening and submitting to
her divine soul
Which had already began carving a lullaby of oblivion in
her stomach lining
And bribing her veins to sing along. Oh! The song...
what was that one line?
Her mind stumbled through tempos of her pasts, seeking
where and
Who and what was that line? Oh, that song! Yes… it was
the same one she heard
And hummed and sang about; Indeed, this lullaby had
saved her once before
As she was climbing out of hell’s canyon, reaching for
that last rock…
Slipping away from Satan’s grasp (at last!), the song
was summoned
Her trusty lullaby shook the silence and pierced the
darkness like a blinding light
The song, the light – hoping it could show her the way,
simply
Blinded her from the shattered bones of sin that lay at
her feet.
The dance of love was approaching dawn, the song
started skipping
Her head struggled to save her heart but there was no
beat to follow
The song was gone, and those lyrics, whatever they were,
mysteriously lingered
Forever and ever – as a swirl of unarticulated light
beams and color-waves… until
She awoke.
