Rising Beyond

Regardless of race, creed or color, letting go is letting go—a universal sorrow.

Rising Beyond
               by Odin Roark

Sadness shackled his heart
Dry eyes did forever weep
Pain knowing no release
Death seducing reason

How often he had tried
The purge of wounded breath
Remaining dormant
In lungs long exhausted

His voice inhabited silence
His spirit roamed homeless
Days came and went
Without sunrise or sunset

This day he did climb
Through conifer and juniper
Traversing granite cracks
As voices of the wind bade summons

Atop an airless summit
He did stand
Nature’s cardinal points
They did beckon

The west
Held cloud mixed sunshine
The east
Did lightning strike
From north and south
Did arched rainbow appear

From his pocket he did draw
Silver vessel forged ancestral
Its contents of ash expectant
His grieving fingers unsteady

Ghostly cremains rose skyward
Cherished spirit did soar
Lightning’s echo vented quiet
Airless summit found chorus

She was free

 

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

I'm speechless. This is amazing. I felt each word as if it were my own journey.. Well done..xo