14 January 2014

Beyond The Gate


How long had I been waiting?
That's a question that is so easy and so understandable to ask,
Yet the answer is far from simple and even more difficult to understand.

I had a watch, but when you wait for The Lady, a watch is of little use.
You just wait.
And wait.

I had waited in the burning sun, the chilling rain
In the wind that chilled the body
And the cold, cruel wind that deadens the soul

"You can stay where you are" they said.
"Do you really think The Lady will come? they mocked
"Go home while you still can. While there is still breath in your body"

But I waited.
For I knew, if I walked away
I would spend the rest of my life walking.

Many have waited, many have walked
Many lie beneath the earth or been cast in to the breeze
I continued to wait

I leaned against the large, seemingly impenetrable Gate
I turned my head and cast my eyes towards The Edifice
Looming large over people like me. People like you.

Day became night, as it had so many times before
Hope began to fade. I heard laughter from beyond The Gate
Then I saw The Lady.

She stepped from the darkness and smiled
No words passed between us
No lips or fingers touched

In one hand she held a heart
Beating, pulsating, with the hearts that lay within
The hearts of those who had waited.

The Lady turned and faced The Gate
She raised her sword and with a mighty blow
Broke the lock that protects those who break our souls

"You can go now" she told me softly
"Go home, to The Cottage..
"To The Lady with the apple blossom hair. She has waited too."

She walked towards The Edifice, I towards The Cottage
The lights in the building dimmed
The lights in the cottage glowed with a thousand sunrises.

Somewhere, some one waited
"Do you really think The Lady will come? they mocked
"Go home while you still can. While there is still breath in your body"
 
 
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