WRITTEN 09.19.09

The writing in the sky spells out
Deep messages of pain
Yet the writing is so beautiful

My eyes twinkled as the sunset
Began to poke through
The yawning clouds
Etching notes with puffy white ink
In the form of poetry
Spelling out
.
.
.
Depths of heartache just waiting
To consume my body
Every step I take seems as it
Could be my last
Feet softly pitter pattering to
The beats of my
Decreasing heartbeats
Sounding like
…
Tha thump
…
Tha thum
…
Tha thu
…
As I watch the clouds reminisce
On the upcoming day
Hearing the angels whisper
As rays of sun beam
On the locks of curly hair
Covering my cheeks…
If only this sensation could last
…Forever

Even as the sun glistened off
Of my droplet’s of tears
I still felt shivers of cold run down
The very bones of my spine
Time seems to speed by
In a whisk of blurriness
The world was spinning rapidly
Before my crying eyes

My time…
Was almost up

The sun descended as fast
As it ascended from
Behind the clouds
And the writing through the
Clouds in the sky
Became more evident as
I closed my pain filled
Eyes…

I found myself lying on
A bed of roses surrounded by
Beautiful angels
Harps played softly as the
Rays of sun once again
Filled the sky
No longer did I feel the pain
I felt for so long
No longer did my tears fall
Like a waterfall of
Bittersweet beauty

I was finally home
Behind the heavenly clouds
Peacefully at ease
Safe in the arms of
The angels

I had reached the afterlife…
Following the writing in the sky