Three weeks ago
Last week
I heard a man
crying in the night
sighing until daylight
what was the song he was singing
heard for a moment
then it was nothing.
A few months ago
I heard the voice of God
gently said my name
and turned over and went back to sleep
unclear
which of us was real
and which the dream.
Three weeks ago
I realised
there is no possibility
of happiness
when you are dead
but even then
you can still hope.
I heard a man
crying in the night
sighing until daylight
what was the song he was singing
heard for a moment
then it was nothing.
A few months ago
I heard the voice of God
gently said my name
and turned over and went back to sleep
unclear
which of us was real
and which the dream.
Three weeks ago
I realised
there is no possibility
of happiness
when you are dead
but even then
you can still hope.
6 Comments:
"when you're dead"
is this literal death, or is it figurative for feeling dead inside?
Am I dead?
No, thank goodness. But one could say one realized something while thinking about what it would be like to be dead. I just wanted to make sure that wasn't what you meant. The first time I read it I automatically took it figuratively, but you know how I can overthink things.
Thinking about what it would be like to be dead is like thinking about what is outside the universe. It takes a second before you have to give up.
LOL. If that were true, we wouldn't have religion.
When people look in the mirror, they often don't like what they see. That doesn't change what they are seeing though.
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