Misted Proposal in Soul Journey

Like a withered soul after a great tragedy

you return to the view of the misdemeanour

collecting your tears in an invisible bottle.

Sacred drops of past endeavours, lost love and

the swollen tides of bereavement.

Standing before the great sealed door of

future belonging

The sound of your circumstance blocks out

the extended view

when a misted proposal pitched in a new octave

sung with braver notes, alights on the senses

marrying the shadowed yesterdays to

illuminated tomorrows.

Then a voice that transcends time and is as

ancient as the cosmos, whispers

“Your life journey is filled with such as these.

This is the way of beginnings and endings

there is no other."

So from behind your rain veiled eyes,

You step once more upon

the path of unknowing transformations

and wait.

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