Series of What's & Why's --- VI

Why do i feel that the earth isn't moving?
Why do i feel my heart's hallow?
Why does is seems that everything is still?
as if i can watch a teardrop falling for hours on end.

what is this silence that surrounds?
that which screams on my stolid ear.
what are these wails of emotion -
that makes the deafening, empty silence alive?

still staring at the quiet starless skies...
still waiting for redemption...
as if my whole life is bleeding on every moment,
and these scars continue to grow.

too long, 'tis too long...
this life... aged, but still an infant.
too long, this charade still plays on.
and i, lost in the sepulchre of my whole existence.

this race to perfection has to meet its end.
these mindless games of deceit and betrayal -
clouds the whole dawn of realization and the morrow.
and i, still, ever vigilant for graciousness' coming.

waiting - this i know i am -
in the stillness of the mind.
the ever fleeting moments that capture my thoughts -
has but a single breath to live.



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ever the chaste of emotions,
ever the stroke of delight,
ever the tears that falls
from these shadowed eyes...

by and by, life travels inside me.
mine emotions running past through
the winter landscapes of my mind.
there, seeks the heart of it all.

searching for what was lost -
and what can be found.
living on a dream as fragile
as a decade old rose.

dying for eternity's caress,
and slowly ascending towards
the heavens of this life.
bless thee, God, for this humanity.