570. What Was All Of It For?

As we grow older, we wonder,

What was all of it for?

Is there some rhyme or reason,

For all that comes before?

Astute men throughout the ages,

Have made many a claim;

Though what’s the use in guessing,

When no one’s lived the same?

Are experiences naught more,

Than sense and memory?

Which float and flutter inside,

‘Til souls, from the world, flee?

Will anything be learned or changed?

Will all we are be lost?

If all that pain was for nothing,

Was it not then, too high a cost?

As we grow older, we wonder,

What was all of it for?

Is there some rhyme of reason,

For all that comes before?

Though ev’rything has it’s season,

Aren’t we left as incomplete lore?

When here on earth there is no road,

That leads through another soul’s door?

K. Aldaya, 1/13/22

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527. Tonic Immobility-ism

Sometimes I forget how it feels to be human,

Rather than a stone.

How skin feels against skin,

Still on the bone,…

Gentle and soft.

Sometimes I am a stone. Cold and hard,

Solid and unyielding,…

Splintering on the surface.

Sculpted into a spearhead wielding,

The piercing end of hope.

K. Aldaya, 11/10/20

Picture: By Veit Hammer on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/YSnZqsF4DLQ

516. You’re My Mountaintop (Lyrics)

Verse 1:

It’s said life is a journey,

From our first day to our last,

And that when the sun’s nowhere to be found,

The darkness will soon pass.

I don’t know if there’s an answer.

A perfect ending to it all,

But I know that life without you,

Would have meant nothing at all.

Chorus:

(‘Cause) You’re my mountaintop.

There’s nowhere left to go.

When my time on Earth is up,

I hope you’ll always know,

I had nothing left to do,

No higher place to go.

‘Cause I, already had you.

Verse 2:

I hope you will forgive me,

When it’s time to say goodbye.

Life, it keeps on moving,

Under this bright blue sky.

You were not a moment.

A fleeting thought or view.

Every day was beautiful,

That I got to spend with you.

Chorus 1x

Moments fade away, and here we stand.

Time passes us by, as you hold my hand.

I will never forget your warm embrace,

And the smile that lit the world upon your face.

Chorus 1x (Repeat last line)

K. Aldaya, 4/20/2020

497. An Uncivil War

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You were not kind,

And you weren’t the worst;

And though you’re gone,

I must say first,

I wish we could’ve met again one day,

Yet time has taken you away,

And now we’re history.

Strong wooden houses,

We each stood there in time,

Though soon the floors creak,

And are covered with grime;

And I wish we could’ve gone to see,

And understand our history;

Before you were torn down.

I longed for more,

Yet now it can’t be.

We remain unvisited;

Unpreserved and empty.

They say that it’s an uncivil war,

To fight time for anything more…

Than what we are given.

So here I stand,

In the past and present,

With only a memory,

To prove you are absent.

We are nothing more than mere moments in time,

A barren plot,… a whisper,… a passage in rhyme…

Civilly squandered.

K. Aldaya, 10/20/19

In Memoriam

Picture: Judith Henry’s House, Manassas, Virginia, 1862; American Civil War; https://www.pinterest.ch/pin/462815299200135707/

444. Embrace

I climb onto the highest branch,

As the winds caress the leaves.

All about the forest,

The fairies sit on eaves,…

Humming, as they rest.

The sky is filled up to the brim,

With loose clouds swimming about,

That with delighted care,

Will soften themselves out,

To drift into the air.

I sit on the branch as the wind,

Soothes and permeates beneath,

The hard shell carried ’bout,

As a protective sheath,

From other forms about.

They do not understand me wind.

They don’t discern you either.

Why you love to wander:

To feel, and to occur,…

Within life…and yonder.

To the very ends of the world,

And to the depths of the soul.

To feel more than mere words,

Could e’er hope to extol,

In the aria’s of birds.

I am not afraid of the wind,

Which penetrates through the skin.

Yet, I fear humankind,

For what they do to skin,

To rape the soul and mind.

I climb onto the highest branch,

As the winds pass through with ease.

Close my eyes and breathe-in,

That gentle summer breeze,

Which embraces within…

For a moment……………………and forever.

K. Aldaya, 6/16/18

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