(A lone voice whispers)
Teacher
Can you help me
For there's still a magical circle
I wish to find
Said the lonely old Preacher
to his mentor
Old Father Time
As they both stood looking
at history's many
intersecting blue lines
Teacher
It's a place where my true love
resides
In a my own time loop called
Once in a Lifetime
I once read about this
magic circle
a thousand years ago
Before I was recalled
when you rang my Golden Bell
and it chimed
And I dearly wish to find it
through all the mazes
of all my old lifes puzzles
and paradigms
And I now know
after opening so many old books
The ultimate secret I've found is
You have to truly encourage
your heart and soul
To embrace its magnetic flow
And some say
You have to be willing to sacrifice
everything you once chased
Materialism
Wealth
And some say all who you once
used to follow and the Great Hunt
You used to race in and
give up all control
Sometimes O' Father Time
as the seconds no longer roll
When I look back
over thousands of years
at my chance of
Once in a Lifetime
I can still remember
I came so close
to the greatest of finds
And that in itself is my penance
and one of my many
mortal crimes
For I too once knew a
wonderful soul
My own version
of the
Beautiful Red Rose of Jericho
She was so beautiful
Graceful
and as gentle as
falling snow
But like all things
that came to pass
I lost my way
in the grip of the seductive
shadowy abyss
And never got to feel
her sweet gentle touch
or soft velvety kiss
But now I'm a part of you,
O Father Time
And as I look back
taking up your
so very long reach
Using your
supernatural telescopes
To look at old hopes
and dearly once-loved folks
I can still see her waiting,
sitting there patiently reading
Fluctuating heartbroken
throughout your many
blue distinct intersecting
time frequencies
Streams
Thinking about the one,
she always dreamed about
and so wanted to love and teach
But who was suddenly
snatched by death
beyond her reach
The book she's always holding
and reading
When I zoom in
Is a collection of her own poetic
sad words linked
together tragically
To broken stories of her life
of waiting
Lost
Standing alone
On the outer edges
of a now-grey world
Now all that once
cherished color and light
Smiles and laughter
have flown away like a
Starling and now live in here
The Great Hereafter
I always see her regaling
her only thought
That I would arrive like a hero
Riding into her life
from the Ether of time
And fill her life with magical
moments
of such soul-changing happiness
and glory
That so many people
would be so surprised
and beguiled at our new story
But as I still sadly see her
from in here
Hiding and crying at midnight
Using your Scrying Mirrors
In this Dark Tower
which connects all things
and places
Lost in one of history's
many bands of low resistance
To a familiar place
flooded with no new
and old sinners
Where I can only pray
to sit with her
For it's the only place
one day I plead I might reach
When I have paid my dues to you
To then go back through time
To then appear out of the
fluctuating blue Ether
To wipe away all her soft wet tears
Maybe then
In that spiritual moment
We can both be happy to clasp our
**Once in a Lifetime**
To then walk upon
the soft yellow sands
And smell the life-changing winds
Blowing across that
circle's secret beaches
And then in the realization
of that long-lost dream
We may both just smile
As we finally fade into
just being another part
of your secret anthologies
of love stories
Is it true
Teacher
That to find inner peace
Love and divine glory
To know what that real devotion
can bring and what it looks like
Do you have to know
what to give
And how to fight to reach it
And is that one
of the many secrets
To what a true love story is
(C)
Copyright
John Duffy
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