
Greetings—
Reflective agony of what is
Of what should never be
When I meet god I'm going to ask her
Why the days dance to heaven's ecstasy
Yet my nights are filled with the bitter frost
Of life's dealt cards
Why the oceans are filled with luscious joy
While my mornings weep with frozen knowledge
Which can never be revealed but only gazed upon
God
The bitch is no more
And yet She's left a fate which can only be lived
Endured ... gotten used to
My nights ache for Eternity's dew drops
Which I realize are my own teardrops
Crystallizing on Her landscape
LISTENING TO
"Only The Maker" from the 2009 album Shine Your Face by Mr. Something Something
(STREAM: Delicious Agony Progressive Rock Radio)
Slainte,
Gareth — The Celtic Camera Photography
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2 comments:
Life is definitely filled with promise and pain, hard to see one through the other! Keep your chin up!
This is very good man. Like the look. It's lonely. yet peaceful.
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