The conversation between Giuseppe and his beloved Pieta.
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What becomes of the brokenhearted before we all get summoned home
By the Great Golden Horn
Some out there
I still hear ask
On this final odyssey after you're born
As you and me and the rest of the gathering masses slavishly roam
Will we feel the hot magical touch of the mythical Babylonian fire
When we eventually retire
And collapse exhausted amongst the other lost fallen children
Before the White Temples of our beloved Goddess Aphrodite
On a sad Good Friday
Some in here whisper and say to me in the dancing darkness
As we drink golden liquor and talk about life and all its never-ending scandals
Over the flickering light of a single lit red burning candle
And as the encroaching shadows silently dance a pagan jamboree
She
My beautiful Pieta always says when she's lucid and licked up
Every time we talk
Sometimes to lose love and all thoughts of hope of happiness
To then feel crucified and heartbroken
And all alone
Praying for a form of salvation in those quiet moments
To be purged of its invisible mark
Wishing that relationship had never started
And as you try to cut through all the red tape and spiritual empires of fake illusions
That you still sometimes foolishly cling on to and try to blindly believe
The whole process can help to make you stronger and more resilient
As you then look for that one soul mate
Just lost amongst the many billions
And as those sad tears seem to fall so slowly and Father Time starts passing so quickly
When they both
suddenly merge
It may feel deep down inside like it's your own biblical End of Days
Your lonely sequestered route to an emotional Armageddon
But if you have hope that your own Guardian Angels know where you're heading
As they are quietly guiding and leading you to that sacred place where you've always dreamed of
Away from all the hungry Eyes of Mother and Father Heartless
To eventually find and have your own metaphorical white wedding
Your own incredible special day
Baptised and blessed with finding someone new and so special or simply enjoying your newfound happiness
As you step back into the light out of the darkness
It's only then that the clutches of
Heartbreak be discarded
As you just recognised it for what it really is
Simply one of lifes most powerful weapons
But I guess you already know that if you've walked the path of the Heartbroken
Giuseppe
And spent so many of its shiny red tokens
Sometimes crying long into the grey pools of stillness in deep silence
Feeling like you're drowning at sea
Filled with so many swirling butterflies and nearly overcome with anxious feelings
Linked to emotional violence
But then hopefully found someone or something new
To help you get through
As Mother Love will always find a way
You know
For it has been said by countless saints and mystics for centuries
She simply lives to help guide us away from a life of broken dreams
Wherever we go
For true spiritual liberation is sometimes impossible
Without first feeling the sharp whip of hard separation
Through a life-changing test of complete dissolution
Aren't you glad you found me, Giuseppe
And I always
Always answer yes
For my deep love for my Pieta
Has helped purge me of my previous lifes sadness and regrets
Copyright John Duffy
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