And so the boy…
stitched, a fruitless task, to mend what holes could not repair, most certainly would return, the many steps such damage make. The warm blue glow, some comfort bring, a bluster surely shake and stir, such frightful cold the night.
The smell of burning ember reminds to flip once more such toasty treat, to set aside the task one moment more, to enjoy…rejoice, a splendor weep and belly fill,
such frightful cold the night!
And so the boy…
wrote a story of somber hope, to reflect, to remember, the words came quick but fell as tears, a screaming, a trembling,
to remember a time, to recall a place, beyond what assurances lie, today…
Today the boy glimpsed a hollow form, to drill-repeat, the life of another drains fast…to know, they say, we must repeat…what has always been.
“But why?!,” screamed the boy, the deafness quake, the space of ancient ritual shutter to hear but would not listen.
“But why?!,” the boy screams once more.
Why must me build such walls to contain what born we are and eager still, to learn and grow within our world? But these walls, I can no longer hear, I can no longer feel…
the bluster of a windy day, the crashing of a wave, a snow flake hit my tongue, her crystal matrix intrigue.
I can no longer, the sand between my toes, the ache of labor to reach beyond and above, to stretch as an eagle’s wings, to become the magic, to commune in song and wonder,
“I cannot!,”
these walls, but why?…do we labor so hard to repeat, the mistake befell my father and crashed upon my head, an anvil of ancient time and present weight!
And so the boy…
woke, a familiar shiver, such draft must seal and set to task, the day would surely not yield…
“I must pack with care, to tend with love each task, my belly must fill and thirst must quench, the soak I must keep from entrance make, the dawn a reminder of time to keep, of steps I’ll labor each, I’ll struggle, for faith I keep, cannot extinguish such flame; to know, to grow, to become…”
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