By Akemi
In mornings of hope
You tread the land
Of soft green hue
And mellow rays of sunshine
So bright thy name,
So bright indeed!
And in your brightness there lies...
A pitch of black
With a little bit of mourn
Reckon!
The lone nights of worry
Shall I sing another day?
Or shall they find my body in bed...
Lifeless, naked and pale
Never to sing nor dance.
A world past liminality-
Do heaven I go, or in the pits of hell I suffer?
Or perhaps I'll be stuck in purgatorio
Waiting for prayers of friends close to heart
And strangers I was destined to befriend
But the cord was cut too short.
Oh if I fall into the night,
What shall become of me?
Shall my soul see myself in the pure white coffin
That I have dreamt of those a many nights
Or shall my soul be claimed by the wheel
And be blessed by another life
To spread love and goodness
In any form granted.
Or shall I return to the elements?
To the earth that embraces me to eternal sleep
Or to the wind who has heard my voice
In waters who nurtured my body
And in fire which warms up the soul
Or...shall nothing become of me but be dead?
To those nights you fear,
Oh you fear indeed!
That in your brightness lies...
A pitch of black and mourn
And in your name follows...
The shadow of sun and moon
In your lifeness...
There is death
Yes, these nights of needless worry,
You close your eyes and embrace the darkness.
Written on June 21, 2013
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