You’ll open your new eyes and you will see
the well, the house and the cypress white,
but care not to come too close to it,
just say: “I’ve done my due, and I am now free,
please let me in, you kind ones, to the light.”
You’ll open your old eyes, and you will see
the well, the house and the cypress black,
come up as close to it as you are able to,
and say: “I failed to live, and I am now free,
please let me in, you harsh ones, to the dark.”
And they will open their squeaking gates,
and you will pass through them and disappear
into the waving azure, and the sun,
among the poplars, poppies and the lakes,
of which one neither speaks, nor holds one’s peace...
Orphic Death
© Copyright: Vlanes, 2003
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Well written, this contemplation of life and death/light and dark. We can only find the secret of death in the heart of life for life and death are one. "For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered? Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. and when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance." Gibran This is well written and expressed. The imagery is vivid and your descriptions are very good. Nicely done....Sue
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