PARABLE 2

[pkjr]

She made the mountains sing;words against an icy sky.

The forest had changed.the forest was now our forest.These were the oaks and dark trees of our times;and the wild flowers and the moss that I knew,and tiny birds who darted through the shadows.

I waited.

Needed someone to love and hold me;that's one of the reasons I was outta place.

Who was with me?
Where was the weeping coming from?
And then I knew,and then they knew.
We came together,wings folded,heads bowed,listening,we heard the voices of the invisible spirits;it was they-the immortal ones-who wept.
And their crying reached heaven;but all that came from god was the most tranquil light.

I stood paralyzed.

Hush.Stillness.

There will be times;You're gonna hear the angels singin';and I heard bells ringin'

Together we drew in,condensed,but still a multitude,surrounding a camp a beautiful humans,but the wailing of the invisible ones hovered over the dying victim,and the lamentations of the humans rose more terrible than I could endure.

Again I wept.

The man still lay dying,twisting in his last pain on the bed they'd made of grass and flowers;all part of the cycle,god would say.

Woke up in life to find I almost missed it.

Aint I glad.

A simple time.

A simple ryhme.


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[Raldo]

Hell of a poet. Nice post.

[laner]

fuckin eh, man! those parables are awesome! :fuckin awesome job:

[Glenn]

He's the poet, doncha know it. [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img] [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]

[ November 07, 2001 at 11:10 AM: Message edited by: Glenn ]

[paradiddle]

Nice! [img]smilies/thumb.gif[/img]

[Wolfie3]

sweet! [img]smilies/thumb.gif[/img]