AWAKE

BY R. MIRANDA

I lay awake in darkness
As I write by the light of a fading aura
My mind struggles to find
Some forgotten step to a dance I never knew.

I long to write a "Love" song …
A lullaby to sing to my soul
To quiet … to lay rest
These feelings yet awake
In my heart.

I'd settle for an epitaph …
One that simply read, "rest in peace"
If only passions died!
How sweet to mourn …
How dear to cry.

Eternal love …
Immortal soul 
Entombed in flesh
Buried alive!
Crucified for some forsaken past
That never was …
Yet always is.

I lay awake in darkness
And write by the light of a fading aura
My mind struggles to find
Some forgotten step …
To a dance I never knew. | MR

R. MIRANDA WAS BORN IN SAN JOSE, CALIFORNIA. HE IS NATIVE AMERICAN (MAYAN, APACHE, YAQUI) AND SPANISH/ROMANIAN. HIS WRITING IS A FORM OF POSITIVE FOCUS AND HEALING AND EXPRESSION.