I am told
that we used to play
in a garden of stars.
So many silly games
made us who we are.
We never stopped to question
the meaning of the answers,
it was easy to believe them as they were.
If there were no rules
to the world I live in now,
I’d take these liars down,
put them in the ground.
And we’d go back to the garden
in the stars;
have I gone too far?
There is no Hell below me.
All I know is all around me
and if Heaven’s in the clouds,
there no way I’m hanging around here.
I’ll kick the chair and doff this vessel,
I’ll slip this skin and fly away,
but I know castles in the sky are just a fantasy.
Before I believed in Heaven,
I spent my nights
wishing on long dead stars.
So far it’s still even,
I just take whatever I want;
but maybe I’ve taken it too far.
I have talked to the sky
and spoken with shadows,
so much of me and you
is unseen and hidden from view.
I’ve been a secret;
exposed when you hear it.
I’m leaving all that I know,
sewn into the leaves.
Bred into being,
deep in the space between,
I’ve put the message you seek.
Grown older now,
no time for passing time
with games and things
that take me off my stride.
The garden’s gone,
the stars have all long died.
The new ones being born
are not quite right.
I’m still forsaking sin
and bathing in the purest light,
but only in the night;
I fear the sky these days
is too wide a front to fight.
We pulled the castles down
to build the walls we hide behind.
Have we lost our minds?
Forgotten who we are?
Are we even human anymore?
I think I’ve taken this too far.
HG -2016
This is one of my choice pieces Dave.
I will put it in the “Keep” pile.