Vacillating reflections
In the mirror of voices
Every word is shattering
Fragments come through
Like stain glass
I try to interpret the sound
Somewhere between
Circumstances and hope's defiance
Everything is white noise and static
Turbulence, intimidation factors
Parallel to the gravity
Decaying on the inside
Cancer eroding consciousness
Breaking my heart gently they speak
Asking questions
Immediate answers for critical un-expectancies
Wordless
I stand beside this bed
Calling her out of the stupor
She opens her eyes and I wonder if she sees me
I hold her hand but her grip slips through my fingers like quick sand
She is an hour glass, but aren't we all
Diseased of our own undoing
This organism of death grows inside
A life of its own that is lethal
Cancer versus cancer
When the flesh is its own infection
Diagnosed of our human condition
Born terminal as we pass away
Are we making our way to the grave?
Or just shedding this mortal shell
When all we are is a body prison for a spirit
As to inherit heaven or live in hell?
This world is the outermost circle
Yet paradise by comparison to its depths
Amidst the blessings we count
Even as we live we invest our every breath
Tell me what is the worth of it
Every goal that we achieve
Calibrating motives to eternal purpose
The only thing that is forever is what we believe
Feeling like I am too young for her to die
When a last breath is our inevitable betrothal to the end
Trusting God as I live, lost for knowing why
This is happening, as death takes a God send...
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