Raquel
02-02-2009, 02:59 AM
I am aware of your calling, one day for me,
but so far for others.
Of the signs of sadness,
coming from those in tiredness,
with an unwillingness to live,
nevermore, as it is.
When a life does not longer belong to the living,
It’s escapes with our last breathing,
and helplessly contemplating,
can only respect it.
And as I hand to you those, I wish could keep,
In exchange, I am left to grief,
surpassed in pain.
I see the motionless of the yet living,
their shinny eyes, sore of seeing,
I hear their heavy breathing,
as their struggle to live, it gives them no life.
I understand…
It’s their energies drifting away, towards your light,
thus to re-charge.
And so my grief is also lifted from me, but in time.
but so far for others.
Of the signs of sadness,
coming from those in tiredness,
with an unwillingness to live,
nevermore, as it is.
When a life does not longer belong to the living,
It’s escapes with our last breathing,
and helplessly contemplating,
can only respect it.
And as I hand to you those, I wish could keep,
In exchange, I am left to grief,
surpassed in pain.
I see the motionless of the yet living,
their shinny eyes, sore of seeing,
I hear their heavy breathing,
as their struggle to live, it gives them no life.
I understand…
It’s their energies drifting away, towards your light,
thus to re-charge.
And so my grief is also lifted from me, but in time.