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VxPoem ID: 22790
Category:
mother_earth
Posted: July 4th. 2006 2:19:15 AM
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River of Scented Souls
by Angeleternyti
Age Group: Adult
In front of me lies this wonder
The river of scented souls
It is so dark out, not a trace of light
The moon has died and gone stale
Yet this channel is so bright
Illuminated it is, but I don't know how
I step into the running water
Pressed against jagged rocks
Coarse sand
But all I feel is smoothness and ease
Since pain no longer exists
I walk down the river a few paces
And now stands in front of me
A woman, no older than thirty
Her hair, silver, filled with wild flowers
Her body, frail yet elegant
She opens her mouth and speaks
"You are in love, aren't you?"
Her glittering eyes look into my own
And she smiles, nodding
"Yes, you are. Your eyes speak of truth."
And in a flash, she disappears
A few more paces down, an obese man stands
He turns aorund and looks at me
His face, hideous, full of scars and gore
Maggots swimming, pus oozing
Yet I don't recoil in fear or spite
He notices and smiles
"You are in love, aren't you?"
His dark forboding eyes flare
"You are since you haven't looked away
Or made a face of disgust
For you can see the beauty
In things no longer beautiful."
And in a flash, he disappears
Yet a few more paces down
I see a child weeping
His tears dripping into the river
Each tear, a ripple
As it hits the water
He looks up at me and wipes his eyes
"You are in love, aren't you?"
His sad drooping eyes look upon me
"What does it feel like to be in love?
How will I know I'm in it?"
I smile at his innocence
And bend down
To touch his forehead
But before I do, he disappears
In a blinding flash
An elderly woman sits
On the bank of the river
A few paces down from where I was
Her sore feet, wallowing,
In cool running water
Her face smothered in wrinkles
Lines of age and wisdom
She smiles brightly and waves her arms
Her bones, brittle, living a life that's too long
"You are in love, aren't you?"
She smiles again,
Exposing her aged, yellow teeth
"What will you do when that love dies?"
I rest my head down, thinking of the thought
My being filled with dread
Bitterness
I hear the sounds of maggots
Eating their way through me
The same ones consuming that man's face
"There, there, my sweet"
She continues to smile
"It will only die if you let it."
I look up and see her disappear
In a blinding flash
Unable to say "thank you"
And in the far distance, stands a lone person
A man I slowly walk up to
He sees me and winks
My lover stood there, so filled with hope
And desire
My eyes soften, my body grows weak
My heart pounds away
And tingles kiss my body
"You are in love with me, aren't you?" he asks.
"I am, " I spoke the first time
He grins and scratches his head
"We are in the river of scented souls"
Author's Location: Long Beach, California
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