i started a poem
which made the
whole world cry
— i did not know
how cold the night
had become until
i found that i
had past
from this world
into the void of
possibilities so
i cried and followed
the golden road to
the realm of peace
and met many a fellow
who were as me;
we read the last
stanza holding hands
and greeted the One
behind the Light
and we watched Him
cry while His tears
fell into the soil
which grew so many
flowers i too started
to cry knowing i left
the world behind
but a piece still
lives within me.

:: 03-03-2016 ::

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