Heaven’s Light
Posted on 22. Jun, 2008 by Barry Hurd in Coffee - Volume Two
As a person, I don’t mind myself often.
In silence my heart defines.
Creating words of recollection
Almost meaningless, that no one knows.
I have meaning. My life is not without purpose.
Beauty. It pauses your breathing.
It stops your heart.
Makes you feel more than you can.
I cannot deny how I feel.
More than you want to.
I thought I would die.
For a moment of living.
How can I see, in a darkness that blinds me so?
Without a name, I didn’t exist.
I could only believe in being her satellite.
Could I defy the situation’s gravity?
I lay in bed at night, dreaming of stars.
Kindred spirits beckoning my soul.
I always reached for the one blazing so brightly.
as if no other could live in heaven.
My admittance cast me out, threw me down.
I drifted too far. Fell too long.
But I know beautiful forever, the peaceful abode.
In the paradise of twinkling light.
Reaching. Always trying to believe.