Why had she come to this aching,
Keening world
The many crying
For the freedom to feel
She tried to share a brilliance
A song all her own
Lit up the dark sleeping world
For a moment burned clear
It seems so limited now
Her life’s past, unfurled
Why this flesh and bone
To segment out a single thread
Around her, familiar people
Wander, their faces haunted
By the souls shining within them
Forbidden to fully live
Hearts yearning to break open
Stay firmly shut and sealed
Hardened in the resin
Defenses of sorrow
Tonight, once again,
It is all too much to take in
She shares the world beyond the pain
And the high rise beckons
She stands for a moment, the shape of a star
vibrant with living the wisdom of the dead
Longing sends her leaping
Stills her breathing
A sigh slips silently
From among the broken bones
No light in the eyes
When the body is found
But over the hushed hill
A fresh laid mound
With the wind gone still
A song briefly lingers
Then beyond the blue-green earth
AS dense as stone
Woven again
Into her quiet conscious light
Caught free falling
By the ones always waiting
She soars on and on
No longer alone
What a lovely last verse! Caught free falling by the ones always waiting, thats such a comforting thought. 😊
Thank you, Ali. 🙂
For a while now I’ve been attempting to write a screenplay for a short inspired by Carmen. I had stopped for 2 years and this is now my second try. I was googling a few things and stumbled across this poem. She was my friend; these words touched me, even after all this time has passed.
Thank you.