My Guardian,
The whispering wind blows through my hear.
It's like an never-ending story.
The wind, air, reaching places where no human being will ever be.
Telling the story of mother earth.
I am sitting on a cliff,
watching how the eternal waves brake on the golden shore,
listening to the story of mother earth.
She cry's...
Like my heart cry's.
She tell's me her story.
She tell's me about all that human beings.
All that human beings that need her to be alive.
All that human beings that draw her into the dark coldness of death.
Drawing her to the place where the most human beings are afraid of...
all she can do is waiting, watching...
restoring all damage that was done to her.
How long will she stand upon this destruction?
She does not longer feel physical pain.
All she feels is the pain that hides deep inside.
Pain that is overruling everything.
Pain that...
Pain that i can feel also.
It knocked on my gate once i was born.
It breached through my fortress while i grew up.
It killed my hope that once... That once... There would be a better world.
On this very moment it pierces my heart.
Leaving me bleeding on the floor.
All i can do is waiting...
Feeling, how life fades away.
Asking myself... Why?
Why was i born in a world like this?
Why do all those people hurt each other so much?
Why are we killing our own beautifull planet? Our only chance to survive?
Why....
Here i stand.
In the middle of nowhere.
Waiting, till darkness surrounds us.
Waiting, watching, how the end is heading on us.
Watching, till mother earth reaches her last breath
Waiting... till the sun never rises again.
Waiting...
A tear... shimmering in the moonlight.
My tear.. Mother Earth's tear.
The sky is dark, a blanket of little stars watches over me.
Watching... Like thousand angels.
Turned their back on us.
To all those people who just don't see.
All that people...
I want to live.
I wish to die.
I wish i was never born.
I wish to be somewhere...
Somewhere where i can live without knowing...
Without knowing how much pain people can cause each other.
Somewhere, where time does not longer excist.
A place where pain does not longer excist.
Somewhere.... Where those people whom i love, those people who deserve to live... Can find their place.
A place where they can find peace...
Where i can find peace...
A place.......
Harmony...
All i ask... Is a place...
A safe place without any pain.
A place where people can forget... A place where i can forget.
A place where... Where everyone will be accepted the way they are.
Where people see the true essence of life.
Where people respect everything that lives.
Other humans...
Other animals...
That tiny blue flower next to me...
The wind...
Not only knowing the true essence of life, but also feeling it.
Not only seeing people, but also knowing them.
A place where the appearance of someone is not longer a way to judge about people...
A place where everyone takes the time to know each other better.
I am a fool.
Wishing for something that never was... Never is... And never will be.
Doomed to live on a planet that is crying...
Doomed to live on a planet that is dying...
Doomed to live near people who are blind...
All humans will be born with their eyes opened.
Yet, almost everyone dies with their eyes closed.
Just learned nothing in the time that was given to them.
My fortress is down.
I am still breathing.
I survived...
But my heart is wounded.
Wounded by the sword of reality.
Reminding me every heartbeat to this pain...
I am listening to the wind.
Telling the story of Mother Earth.
Telling my own story.
I am crying.
The wind... My Guardian.
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(Ps, dit staat bewust niet onder crea bea omdat het niet zo bedoelt it)
Laatst bijgewerkt door Mireille op 09-10-08 01:03, in het totaal 1 keer bewerkt
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