Forever

Forever.

Forever is so distant,

It is so near that it goes nearly unseen.

It is a question, something perhaps unwanting to be.

Forever is so wide, details I am utterly unable to glean.

 

It’s a long road, and I’ve lost the map.

Nonetheless, it was unreadable anyway.

I was ambling on, when I felt a tap.

It was you, asking, “If I may?”

 

Hand clasped in hand, we stumbled

Forward or Back, how should we know?

Breathless and tear stained, we were souls who fumbled

In what but else our dirt-caked skin and load?

 

Our hearts although merged were hollow.

Even together, one beat was two’s struggle.

At last the time came and we were sallow.

Nearly dead on the ground, mind and soul both in muddle.

 

Weakly our dim eyes looked up.

Grasping for the sun had been a ruse.

One cannot sip from an evaporated and empty cup.

Only as Death cradled us in its arms did I finally begin to muse.

 

Foolish me, to so utterly have neglected

The, no, not a map, but the compass in the sky.

Though not boisterous as the sun, I knew it had protected

So many others passing by.

 

As the light in my own eyes finally began to give,

Death whispered, “At last, choose to sleep,”

And I wondered, “Alas, what use have I to live?”

Even my Love was almost the ground’s to keep.

 

Tears crept into my eyes

And I forced the drooping lids to face the Garden.

What I’d found was a surprise,

That silver seed had bloomed.

 

A constellation devised of petals and perfection

Flourished in the midnight hour.

A Voice spoke with a beautiful inflection,

“Do not fret, for this is Nothing against My Power.”

 

My lips were too cracked to reply,

My mind ensnared by my Rocker’s black lullaby.

Again the Golden Voice drew nigh,

“Although dark is easy, please don’t choose to die.”

 

By the pleading in His Voice, I know I am loved.

Setting my heart in His Hand,

My fingers gave my Love a nudge.

Both fully awake, we stood three in a band.

 

God cast the snake away,

And together my Love and I follow The Northern Star.

And encounter a slither again, so we may,

We will forever know our Savior is never far.

 

Forever.

Forever is no longer an uncertain void

But rather a divine guarantee.

So hand in hand we walk together

Doing as He has us employed

Forever.  

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