The story is very simple…
we are born…
we are embraced…
we feel the warmth of a bosom…
We enjoy the warmth of its milk…
Time passes with you wrapped in innocence…
And life becomes limitless…
Gentle hands dry your tears…
Devoted love cleans the smears…
You contemplate in wonder…
You contemplate the blue sky…
The migrating bird with its wings wide spread…
The awkward beetle that your shoe will crush…
As you bravely take your first steps…
A new world unfolds and is yours to take…
Time goes by…
The innocence of childhood dreams now forgotten…
Confusion, tales, fears reach now for you often…
You suffer…
You learn what it is to feel the claws of desperation…
You complain about food, about work, about life…
You complain because it is the custom…
And you follow life as if by obligation…
You are taught guilt and pain…
You follow this exhausted until the sleep ends…
You love…
You learn what it is to feel elated…
Life’s hardships no longer leave you feeling lonely and isolated…
Its power transfigures you…
You discover you are more than just flesh and bone…
Nothing else matters , not even the terrible blows..
For such an interim eternity….
You’re willing to do the absolute…
You loose…
You learn to glimpse into a poet’s soul…
As your gentle heart breaks and deals with loss…
Life becomes gray and somber…
You feel as if you never will wake from the slumber…
You Win…
Love touches your heart once more…
You go through life and its cycles…
until the right mate joins you on your quest…
All you’ve endured becomes meaningless and you feel bless..
Even pride becomes tender…
And your prophetic heart becomes debris…
You learn to use what has been learned…
You become slowly wise…
All the heartaches, all the lessons, all the pains..
Now all wrapped in this perfect symphony that is your life…
You learn to know that at last the world is this…
At its best a sweet nostalgia…
At its worst bitter despair….
But through all its ups and downs…
Through all its splendor and its darkness..
It is always, always a beautiful mess…
A classroom where lessons are taught…
Lessons within lessons until you find yourself again…
Your see it, you recognize it, it was there all alone…
That long forgotten innocence now filled with wisdom…
Truly it is the elixir the god’s spoke of…
You die…
Lucky you are if the circle has been completed…
If not do not despair…
For life is but a dream…
and death only a quiet friend!!!….

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