COME AWAY, LOVE

Come away, come away... come away, my love,
          Come away with me.
To a land of everlasting bright sky-
          To our land of make-believe.


Come away, come away... come away, my love,
          Come away with me.
Over the rainbow and past the great blue sea:
          This is our land of make-believe.


Come away, come away... come away, my love,
          Come away with me.
Where the grass is lush, and the night - a mere blush...
          This, in our land of make-believe.


Come away, come away... come away, my love,
          Come away with me.
With just the wind as our song and the trees guard our time...
          This: our land of make-believe.


Come away, come away... come away, my love,
          Come away with me.
Your arms around me as my lips touches yours-
          This will be our land of make-believe.


Come away, come away... come away, my love,
          Come away with me.
In my silence echoes the love I have for thee...
          This... In my land of make-believe


And so fly away, fly away...
          Fly away, love... Fly away from me.
There is no you and me in this reality.
          No real land of make-believe.
Fly away, love, fly away, far, far away...
          Over the rainbow and past the great blue sea...
Away from the make-believe that was we.

UNREQUITED LOVE

            Here I am.  Waiting.  For what, I do not know… Then again, I do not know much yet.

            What a beautiful world I live in.  Warm, comfortable, secure.  Acceptance radiating from everywhere I turn.  Is everyone this happy? I don’t think so.  They’re not where I am anymore.

            Why do things have to change?  Once perfect bliss is grasped, how is it lost?  Is it a trick of God, or entirely a person’s fault?  It is said that life is a wheel, turning round and round, but will it never stop?  Perhaps, if it does cease, so will life… maybe… happiness goes with how you handle the turn of the wheel…

            I do not ever want to go far from home. The cord which binds me to it is stronger than all the rope and all the twine made by man.  Love.  What a wonderful word.  It encompasses all thought, all feeling, all senses. Love. It surpasses age and time, social class and race, religion and belief.  Probably the only thing constant in this world is love.  This one word which brings the greatest men to their knees, encouraged weak souls to stand and proclaim their individuality! can also put to rest arms raised between nations and put brother beside brother, on the same lever, in the same height.  Love.  To be in love, and not in-love, is what everyone wants. And I have it.

            From this point in my life, everything is possible.  I have so much potential, I have so much hope.  I am the future! I will set to right whatever mistakes others have committed before me, and continue the good another has started.  I am strong.  I have courage.  No one will stop me for I am in the Right.  Others will join and we will succeed until Paradise Lost is Paradise Found.

            ouch

            How beautiful I am.  With my new-found sight I look at myself and see God’s gift in flesh.  These hands for helping, these arms for protection, my shoulders for comfort, my whole being for others.  Just as my mother was for me.

            The darkness soothes the sudden crushing pain slowly crawling through my body…

            I feel my heart beat-beat-beating with my blood pound-poun-pounding through my vessels. Filling me with warmth and energy. Making me live.

            Why is it that something pulls me from this abyss?  I do not want to leave yet! I should not leave yet… now is not my time yet!  I should know.

            NO!

            No, I will not allow this!  Mommy! I’m not ready! I’ll die! I’ll die! I’ll… die… Mommy… do you want me to die?

            Mommy… I love you! Mommy…

            And still it pulls… and still, it pulls me…

           

            Now, I do not have to wait.  Now I know of happiness and love; now I know of pain. Now I join all the rest who will forget such happiness existed. Now I will join those who will be never experience it again. Now I join those who will be forgotten.  My wheel is stuck in a rut on the road of life with no hope of ever being lifted.  The cord which binds me can only be severed by the hand that holds it… and love is vanquished for a future in the Paradise Lost.  This beauty’s features will be mangled and torn, of no use for others.  The blood shall halt, and this heart will stop.

            The light is harsh compared to the dark.

            I love you, mommy.

            Perhaps the greatest tragedy is death brought about by the being which created you.

(July 1998)

Siren's Song

She sang of love, of sunny days
And seagulls soaring through skies of blue.
The gleaming sea from the sun’s morning rays
Waking her everyday anew.

She sang of love, of happy days
Of swimming freely beneath the waves.
After the fishes she would chase
Into corals and deep within the caves.

She sang of love, of carefree days
When everything she wanted was what she had –
Her heart was in its place;
She thought her future was far from sad.


But when she saw his face, she knew 
Her song had changed...
Her song of love was full of
Loving him instead.


She sang of love, of stormy days
Of giant waves and sinking ships – 
She saw her chance and wrapped him in her embrace.
And as he lay upon the sand, a kiss she stole from his lips.

She sang of love, she sang of pain;
She sang and sang the song that others had sung before...
But deep inside she knew it was all in vain.
But on and on she sang... until she was no more.