Nothing

…Then There Was Nothing At All

Autumn had stayed later than expected
The Winter became enraged that his arrival would be late
The trees lost their leaves in a vivid moment of disrobing nakedness
Caught between the seasonal tug-of-war and the exchange of angry words
of the two feuding elements shouting out aloud in eternal debate

Then, in the subdivision of that unseen moment
As the sun’s glory reluctantly faded
While the icy wind swept across high plains from far away foreign lands
Motion froze
The future was revealed
Stars went dim
Prophetic words were unsealed
Youth ~ The dust of memory ~ was blown away across the harsh shifting desert sands

The sea’s waves churned as salt-laden turquoise ice crystals
The open fields danced under a showering rainfall
In that split second of silence that overtook the world,
It was then and there that a Nothing did befall

There was no Love to be found within the hearts of the masses
Hope and Joy were not given a second thought
No Hate could ever again persuade the thoughts or rule the emotions of those judged insane and mad

There was only a sheer bleakness planted across the
barren soil of humanity’s thoughtless acres of farmland
While above us, in the heavens;
The Creator wept and held out His old and empty hands

The poets write
The sleepers dream
Hearts ache with passion as lovers scream
Skies darken
Tears leave tracks that are harder than cold-forged rails of steel

We stuff the stomachs of our minds with jealous envy
Blindly accepting the blackness that envelops us
We want. We fight. We close our eyes to daylight. We insist and we demand
...while never quite believing that our self-brought sorrows will ever truly heal

We tread cautiously down the Hall of Mirrors in a dazed sense of wonder
We ignore the past
We disregard the Now for the misfortunes of the mediums all-seeing crystal ball

We shatter the Present by our callous indecencies that we admire so much in others
Once again, we convince ourselves that there was nothing ever wrong with our telling of those lies after all

Religious zealots proclaim that they love us ~ while in truth they scorn and hate us
Society tolerate us for a time ~ The elderly die locked out and away from their home
We feed our greed upon the spoils of former generations once proud and heralded deeds
Then we become emotional when we find ourselves cast off to the side; desolate and all alone

Forfeiting kindness for insistence of egotistical vanity
Replacing the illusion of lust for the passion of awe-inspiring love
We never seem to see the innocence of infants beginning to learn how to crawl
Forsaking the poor and the misfortunate
We laugh from atop the heap of our net worth
As they struggle on abused; Sleeping in dark rat-infested alleys
Who are we to care if they never awaken, eat, or even if their sins are ever truly absolved?

We hide ourselves behind locked and fortified heavy reflective Teflon doors
Letting the knocks go unanswered
We sleep safe in comfort through those personal knocks and resounding wake up calls
Then one day we awaken ~ only to know that we are dead and gone
We cry the salty tears from the roots of our regrets
We wasted our lives
It is though we were never really living after all

We have left behind our tattered sins
We have abandoned our treasured dreams
We have sacrificed the beauty that was offered to us, one and all

We took the wrong path—Not the right
as we navigated the endless pleasure of the night
We sold ourselves at a loss
We became analytical prostitutes
We turned our back and shunned the voice ~
We never minded or even fleetingly considered heeding Goodness’s beck and call

As the centuries turn and transcend
As the equinoxes are born and balanced again
As life flourishes and then dies...
As we dismiss what we see and know we cannot forestall

Attune your ear to the chanting harshness of life’s violent, listless, sad and ancient wind
Hear that moment proclaim a hollow victory throughout time that is stolen again
Keep in mind;
As the cycle of healing once more begins anew...
Somewhere in the Universe there exists a singularity that is known as a Nothing...

A place inside of you where there lives Nothing at all


   JWS (Personal)

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