Revisited

[George.Wright]

As i lay totally alone on the darkned and desolate hospital bed
my face the fortune of my own life and living
furrowed and leathered and the time was not forgiving
my eyes, cloudy, opaque and very, very red
and i remembered my youth over ninety years ago
when i was running through the bog grass all covered in cold white, snow
and i came to a unique magical clearing, that was near to the dark wood
with an ice cold river that sparkled, life was so very good
and i felt that this earth was a huge daunting and serene place
i did not realise the complexities of it's orbit and it's gyration in deep space
and now time had no meaning, there was just the feeling of being alone here and free
as i watched the golden polygon of a magical fairy gather just under the trunk of that special tree
and it hovered and danced, i watched it for a while
and i left that clearing, content, happy and with a great big beaming smile
and then, i remembered lying in a very tight elastic space
confined, warm, not able to stretch, just about able to touch my face
and i was connected, although i felt seperate, in the universe of the embroynic womb
and i thought to myself, thought to myself, that this was much warmer and more inviting, than the damp, grassy, cold of the tomb
and as i lay there thinking on the loneliness of the hospital room
a golden radiant glow came out of my open stared and muddy gloom
although my eyes were weak and under some strain
i could see the magic of seeing that beautiful, golden, polygoned fairy again
and i followed it, down a dark tunnel and into a room of loving, pure light
and i could see my body, lifeless and stiff, lying below on the bed, in the dusk of the moonlight night
Perhaps, i was to go in the woods in the bog again?
A new life afresh in a different body frame?
Georges

[lizzytysh]

I enjoyed reading this one, Georges. I like what you've done with lives, past lives, rebirth, the special sight of children, thoughts we have as we grow old and ready to die, and death itself. Very nice.

[George.Wright]

Thanks, Liz. It was a bit of an epic.
Georges

[Ben Kelly]

George

Pristine and clean
The analogy machine
Double sided
Nice and mean


Cheers

Ben

[George.Wright]

Thanks, Ben. I shall use double-sided tape in the future, or would that drag you into the past again?
Georges