The Wish
If there is a heaven,
I do not know,
My mind does not allow
For doubt to settle,
And nest in the fearful tides,
Throughout the reigns of time.
I am a man, woman and child,
Known to the world,
Like a fragile stone,
That walks along this feeble life,
And summons vulnerability
With a tenacious heart.
I do not belong to heaven or hell,
My soul is mine to own,
Werther it
Trembles like a river song,
Or captures the light
Of invisible hope.
My wandering spirit,
Even though it has been torn,
And left to die,
It does know how to love,
Exceeding the limitations
Of one's mind.
Beyond the simple realms
Of this tainted reality,
I close my eyes and dream,
Wishing that love is all
That ever was,
Living in eternity.