Closure for an eternity

Closure for an eternity

He said once to himself  I don’t have any idea how long
just ask your heart the question or sing your soothing song
some closure might take a long time
and some not ever to arrive

Was justice all there was that was missing
was the punishment all as required
Did you want to place your hands into the swill of anger
and wring from that solemn  respite

You talked of the visions  when you thought appropriate
in silence you cursed the gods
once in a while you smiled at some memory
yet guilt grinned back at you in shy resolve

The years have passed and still no ending for on occasion
the searing pain will cease
Now though in the age of maturity in the era to enlighten
I look at a child when I should smile  I am but frightened

So live well my beautiful angel live as long as a life can be
fleeting in the spells of the living
This life was never meant for true angels they fit
not among our dirth

We have lost much and yet we will lose once again
but loss isn’t even ours to say
Bear up  these  hearts I beg for all our souls
for there comes another day

There IS  though this perfect place and I take peace in knowing
that you’ve been there since time eternal
and even if we only rest there in silence forever
it will be together that we do

~

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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

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