by Andie Anderson

Created on: July 11, 2009

Sepulchre

I lie in wait
for my soul to move on
at times I'm pensive
at other times
I'm not

My soul is aching
and at times I'm at peace

I'm tired of the ones who seek me out
talking to me, patronizing me,
in awe of what they don't know
and in awe of what they do know.

I've been here for awhile
I think a year
Someone mentioned my anniversary
of my demise is coming soon
maybe tomorrow

The moon is full
I want to move on

I'm lonely
I have only myself
to care for

At times I walk the house
searching for a doorway
a doorway to Heaven

At other times I walk
the woodland at peace
with Nature

Nature is perfect, it's peaceful
The animals know I'm there
they appreciate my visits
They understand my lonliness
They are very wise in their simplicity.

Maybe I'll go home tomorrow
It depends on me and my God

It depends on me to make it happen
I have the choice
but I still cling to the present world
in its shimmering light and occasional
darkness.

I'll miss it
I have tried to tell the ones who seek
me out what happens when you die
but they still don't believe
they are still doubtful
they still seek credibility

Even with a thousand pieces of proof,
they will never truly believe
that energy just changes.

it's always there seeking out
others and trying to touch the ones
that love them and mourn them
the ones who won't let go
prevent me from going

It's that simple.
I will leave another message
in this dank sepulchre

The message is to live, to love,
and be at peace with your life,
and if you can do that, then
your memory will go on

Then you can move on
with another purpose in mind.

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