EMPTY Empty. Isn't that crazy? Only yesterday, I felt loved, loving, lovable. Only yesterday, the heavens parted, separated two kingdoms of white feathery clouds and rolled a blue carpet in the middle with the glowing sun as a candle as if to announce my arrival, my entrance to whichever castle I choose. And for a moment there, I was lost for I could not possibly be in just one castle I wanted both, I wanted all Would you call it greed? Would you call it a sin? For wanting much too much this little world can bring a little happiness, a little caring a heap of loving, forgiving, and forgetting a bunch of dancing, and laughing and kissing and a picture to seal the memories a picture I will keep until my dying So what was it -- fate? Or do I simply lack the faith? Are the gods angry but why particularly at poor old me Am I that important that my life should be of a particular interest to the gods I made angry I lost the castles, my life is empty and here I am struggling to see the relevance of forever the importance of eternity if every single day you should have to start anew then, why, tell me why should you keep your yesterday with you Empty. That's how I want to start my every day from now on Until the heaven once again will open up and ask me to come home
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