Dear Dearly Departed

“He who has an ear let him hear…”
I write this for the ones,
who have long left us,
For the souls set free,
For the hearts now filled with glee,
For no more pain they see
No more agony…

Dear Dearly Departed,
I envy your freedom,
I covet your peace,
Peace found in the ultimate silence of the heart,
Silence of the voices of the earth that harass and question,
Voices that vex the soul; pester the being…

Get behind me oh Satan, and yet he lingers…

Dear Dearly Departed
I envy your free breath,
For life is dead, as alive as your remains that remain in the earth,
Rotting away in the filth of this immoral world
The worms the words I speak, the maggots the actions that are products of my thoughts…
Don’t look at me from whence you are free,
My shame makes me desire to cross over, to you…

Get behind me oh death, and yet he remains striking…

Dear Dearly Departed
Where have you taken my joy?
Where has the ecstasy of my youth vanished to?
Where are the eyes of innocence that once I looked through?
Shall I follow you to find me again?
Shall I seek you out to discover my actuality?
Shall I…

Get behind me oh doubt, and yet he bedevils me…

Dear Dearly Departed
I have not yet accepted that you are now absent
For my mind will not allow sorrow my heart to corrupt,
And my heart will not see faith my soul forget.
For dare I charge you with my groan and fear,
A great injustice I will do to you,
For I would be sending to you this world’s grimy mess.

Get behind me oh sorrow, you have no room here.