Suspended animation You have to leap The stair is gone Gothic tower stands alone I hang alone Hanging timeless, present-less Buffeted by the breezes of mind Alone, no-one here As empty as the tower was But I can still see them scurrying below But I don’t want to scurry But I don’t want to be alone But…………………. The loop plays over and over and over I hang here cos there is no-where to go Or because I am incapable of choosing Or I don’t will to choose Frozen, numb, immobile But so they were in the tree Nine days and nights they hung there Wolves scuffling, Ravens watching Finally the sun rose The time lords descended and then And only then Was it time to ask the question, to demand the decision It is nine days to Samhain, Halloween, All Hallows Eve All Souls Day, All Saints Day, the beginning again, Start of a new turn of the wheel, of the spiral Whilst acknowledging the ancestral history behind Time past and time future What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 18:08:10 +0000