I died today,
and even though it kind of hurt,
it was so good.
I fought and kicked and screamed, cursing in my mind.
I stood on the shore, breathing deep.
You were supposed to take care of this,
yet, you just sat there doing nothing.
I heard you say, "jump."
So I did.
I threw off my shoes and dove to my death.
The water stung my face, and as I surfaced,
I came to know the concept of Peace like a river...
I sat shivering on the bank,
Breathing deeper still,
And singing to my lover.
I admitted that I was weak and nothing,
and you reminded me that though I could not see down the river,
you knew what was there.
All would be ok.
Then you said, "dive again."
Once more a thousand needles in that river pierced my skin,
a second death.
It hurt so good.
As I walked away, your hand in mine,
I asked what just happened,
and softly you said,
"You just died today."
Friday, September 19, 2008
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