The Last Words of the Seeker in Sheol

 

(A tired voice whispers)

I think I was put under love's enchanted spell

When I first met that wondrous heart 

That to me 

Quietly yelled

For I've walked so many hard miles in this black sand and yellow sea

Acid rain and pale snow

As far as my tired eyes could see

Wandered to low places 

Where the Good 

Don't go

Seen dark shadows 

Dance the Argentine Tango as fireflies glowed

But still, I stand strong

Even though my clothes and eyes are wet 

Wet with those old tears, 

I once cried

When you died

Walking and finding 

This 

The only way

Was hard and long

With just my memories of your love

To carry me 

To find you

With its sweet mesmerising song

And for centuries 

I searched through these wind blown mists

And now at the threshold of all things

As a lone bell rings

I call out across these ever-changing roads

Are you there

My only goth girl

My torment and heaven at noon

The one bestowed with all the gifts

Who once made my poor soul bloom 

If so

Open up the bejeweled doors

And let me into that room

Where you stand

Use your Frankincense

Herbs of blue and pure prayers

To create a sacred space in The Promised Land

To save this lovesick veteran 

Of the universes 

Endless spiritual wars

This I call in front of all

Will you appear

From the folds 

And show me

Once again 

Your beautiful face

Before I merge forever

Into this yellow sea

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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