This is it then when Flesh and Spirit Part

This is it then when flesh and spirit part
And stubborn memories born
Vivid like the resplendent rising sun after a night
Full of dreams of many tomorrows
The joys and expectations
Of fulfilled wishes

We pause and think
Till our brains blister
With unanswered questions
‘Why’ is the word that replicates itself leading to too many
Tunnels where we see only with our fingertips
As we grope through life in search of more and more answers
To our pain and anguish

We wake up in the morning still full of dreams
Eyes inwardly turned
Baby smiles just about to be born
Mid day gathers our shadows under us as death stalks our bodies
At sunset and we die brutal deaths
At the hands of those who love us!

Lord help us not to be judges nor saints
But only friends and colleagues
Traveling on a journey littered with dreams
After centuries of bent backs
And impinging holy hosannas dreaming of Nirvanas
Here in cactus land

Now silences and absences envelop us
Emptiness invades our spaces and time has frozen our
Pain palpable as death herself
Still dazed
Groping for answers to unasked questions
Old as historical memory squatting
On a giant boulder that overhangs on a valley
Lush and luxurious with possibilities

They are both gone now
Families gather their memories cries and dreams
Friends frozen like jumbled up intestines
Colleagues stunned
Ancestors like saints wait to receive their souls
Time waits to heal us

We have collected clouds these last few day.

And now we will burst into storms of rage and pain
Tearing our tender bodies into shreds
Of renewal
There is a purpose to all this
An impeccable logic
An answer writ on every cloud and star
Every eye you see
Every word you hear every body you touch every thought you think every dream
That traverses your sleep and waking hours
Walk gently through life
Carry neither knife nor gun
Neither hate nor vengeance
Save the stubborn will
To dream to change your world into a haven of peace

Now we certainly know that God is a strange One
Who sometimes choose assassins and hired guns
To execute His will
Let us pause and think!!

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