A free verse exploration of movement through life
There is someone I don’t know hiding in the mirror
Feelings escape, crashing through my mind
I am afraid of becoming lost in myself
But my emotions explode into emptiness
Reason tells me nothing other than this is unreason
Should unreason be preferred to darkness and damnation?
I would move through the mirror into the mystery
But I know that my reality, my meaning, my purpose
Are composed only through my own will
I am the price of my being, but is this a price I can pay?
I wait without knowing, seeking for a truth that cannot be known.
While time thunders relentlessly past, not willing to wait for me.
So here I stand, where silence begins
And the dim blue distance, like smoke on the water
Calls to me, telling me that when I reach the horizon
All mysteries are resolved, all dreams fulfilled
All fantasies made real, all wishes granted
But the price is an eternity of nothing with the pattern obliterated
Is THIS a price I can pay? Is this an option I can refuse?
Shadows gather and howl their derision at my fitful excuses.
So I cling to the coat-tails of hope and close my eyes
A small oblivion now; the great oblivion when it must.