We Die
We die to live for the days ahead
To rekindle the blast of memories
That fill the succulent minds
Of the ones we leave behind
They bear the mantle that shines
As our reflection appear in the mirror of our eyes
As the absence of the smile and the hugs embrace
Every ounce of truth that we were
Here.
Once upon a time
You brought me out
And shielded me from the aches and pains that threatened
to make me human.
I grew up and blossomed
Like the child in a child
Never too big or too old
For the occasions of merriment
When I whip my skirt in response to
The pride of your functioning parenthood.
We die
I left with the dash of the wind
That resonates with the beacon
Of the weariness that delayed
My arrival and quickened my departure
The beauty of love within the boundaries
Of every parent and child
Is the timeless stretch of enduring
The empty glow that we see
But can’t touch.
In the realm of the residence
That moves us to the fear and anger
That jolts us to recognition of
The ticking clock that abides in us
The pleasures and expectations of the
day will bring us the glory we lost
When we lay back as you were, hoping to be received
By the crowd of our past.
Once the beam of remembrance overshadows
The resistance of time and space
Once we obey the path that brightens with
Each deafening breath
Once we see the beginning of the start
That bound us to this callous place
Once we lift together in silence and
The lightness of being enthralls our reunion
Then. We Die.
