By Kyle Easton
If you stand before me when
Time stops and the stars fall from the sky
And darkness begins to overtake the earth
And glittering stardust paints the blackness above
I will look at you and drink you deep
And you will make me brave
I will hold you close and stroke your hair
I will shut my eyes and will not care
If creation fades and God does not appear
I’ll hold you close, even as we melt away
And I’ll make you brave, so do not fear
As we stand upon the darkening earth
Under the thick black blanket of the sky
Displaying powdered remnants of golden stars
Everything we know will fade away
All that we have ever seen or touched
Evaporating, disappearing around us into the blackness
Leaving only the ephemeral dust of memories
Quickly, silently, permanently vanishing
Into the blackness waiting at the end of time.
Still, we don’t allow our souls to be darkened by fear
We keep our eyes shut now, there is nothing more to see
We do not think forwards or backwards
We have been dreaming, though we hardly knew it
And now we begin to awaken
Something within us burned so bright
That as everything else fell way, it remained
As the stars fell, and the earth crumbled, and the dream faded
Only love remains, burning fresh and bright
Piercing the darkness of endless night
And we look directly into one another
And in so doing, we can not help but become one
And so I become you, and in so becoming
Become more fully myself
And in the black nothingness of space
One small star will remain burning bright
And it will not mind the barren surroundings
Because it will have no cause to look outward
But will only exist within itself, and for itself
Where all is love, and all is bright
Where the past is neither past nor forgotten
And the future is neither here nor ignored
Where every moment burns so fresh and bright
That it burns past the end of time
So stand with me, my love, as time and creation stop
And I will love you
perfectly.
Writer Kyle Easton was born and raised in upstate New York, where he still lives. He attended Bates College.
1 comment:
Beautiful--my eyes are brimming with tears.
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