A Pile of Ashes

I never really cared

Jesus Jordan Parra
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself
3 min readJun 14, 2024

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And here I am, licking my wounds
For not knowing where I was going
For not knowing where I was thinking
For not knowing, for not knowing.

After a lifetime
Suddenly, you find yourself lying in the ditch
Without even knowing how it could have happened
Such an accident.

Who have I really been all these years?
How can I explain what happened?
There is no rational way to do it.
But with much regret
I don’t even dare yet.

I wish this moment would pass by
But it may last a while.
Scorn for myself, not taking myself into account…?
Not in the most horrible nightmare
Not in the most fearful storm
Not in the driest desert.

Such an ending would have been possible
Where neither water nor oasis appear
Only skeletons, ashes, and death.

Don’t tell me you didn’t realize!
Don’t lick your wounds with your justifications!
Pick up all your remains…

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Jesus Jordan Parra
Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

Writer of essays, poetry, stories. Studious of the ancestral Traditions. I am also a student of the etymologies of words.