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 bejewelled 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 cold yellow sea
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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