Sunday, November 10, 2013

Foreshadowed

   Oh....the days and years I have known this man. This man , who was once a boy and could never have imagined this day....
     As I gazed inside the mirror...a terrible fright sent chills through my bones and shrank my skin!  ....for the man there was someone I did not know.
     Staring back in a lifeless gaze was a body empty of spirit. And...as if a soul hovering gently over it...was studied from outside of it.
     Who was this man?  That was known,   but not recognized at the moment. The body had separated from the spirit.....and that spirit watched from a close distance.
      A momentary separation of body and soul. Perhaps, their parting was unexpected and frighteningly foreign?  Or perhaps there was an obscure  recognition of each...and the astounding effect of realizing their individuality.
     Whatever the case,  I wish to keep my spirit aloft now and again,  watching as if remote...at times...seeing this man I have become.  We have been together for so long, yet rarely stop to recognize eachother.  My soul....removed from my body...saw lifelessness there.  My body...cold and frightened...empty and scared..
     For now , we work together in endless harmonious debate.  But we will separate once again when fear subsides..... for that moment...which instilled much fear and angst....we know we must experience again someday soon.

Saturday, November 9, 2013

The Womb

     He was comfortable here. And for now , he wished to stay. To be carried in a gurgling warm ball of womb and be held without touching....feel love without having to show love....sleep while keeping others awake.   Inside this womb,  there was no need for blankets when it got cold.   Food was provided daily.  And when it rained....he never got wet...So when it came time to leave, he would  have none of it!  The primeval course that sought to eject him from his warm and wonderful home....rhythmic pulses that would in increasing intensity,  attempt to repel this foreign body....booting it out onto the sidewalk of life.
      Those primeval forces will ultimately win.  And though it is sometimes imagined that you will keep eternal your home here,  the cord you held tightly in your gums may slip away....and wrap itself around your neck,  cutting off your life sources....perhaps damaging some of the brain cells that prove your humanity.
     The cold air and brash sounds will make you writhe in miserable uneasiness. You will spend the rest of your life trying to rid yourself of this uneasiness.  What womb will you create for yourself next?