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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem. My favorite at this time.

Submitted: December 07, 2011

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I marched with tired eyes to the familiar place
My course illuminated with clear blue light
And the ground all around sparkled and shimmered
like diamonds, and twinkled like the stars
With every subtle movement of light
And I was captivated, and found beauty once more
In the place of our forming
And I wished with all my heart to see again what we have seen
But the world was still and cold
And I was cold

With slow meticulous steps I continued
Through the field of diamonds
And the mechanical humming grew louder
And my roaming light came across
Clear glimmering water dancing in a bucket
To gain the affection of the light
Redirecting and reflecting the rays with grace
Begging for attention
I paid no heed
The soggy earth clung to my feet with suction cups
And I saw the machine at its peak, shrieking in pain
So I killed it

And do you remember the night
That we were part of the Universe?
And we took our seats at the theatre of the cosmos
Glowing ember floating ghost-like between us
And we spectated intently into the vast darkness
Smoke curling from our lips
And we conversed in soft spoken tones of all we know
As the field before us transcended to flowing water mountains
Rolling endlessly as waves in a great sea
And the fluorescent celestial colors
Clung to rolling hills with harmonious beauty
As we observed, awe-stricken as our minds were stretched
And we were content to exist, and to be a part
Of what we knew a perfect moment

And in the cold the vapors curled like smoke
And I shone my light to the vast living sea
And I asked it to flow once more
But it was still
And the diamonds did not shimmer, and were hidden
And I gazed searchingly from end to end at the ancient mountains
And requested that they roll once more
But they were flat
And as my light began to fade, and its illumination was gradually consumed by the Unknown
I asked the field to dance for me
But it did not
And I pleaded with the field to dance for me
But it did not


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