Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Letting Go

My last memory of lighting was when God got angry
And the skies opened up wide and let go of all her wrath
All was full of light and shuddering sounds
Raindrops battling the ground
Then silence…

My first memory of you was when God was overjoyed
And the skies opened up wide and let go of all the sunshine
Illuminating your face like you were the source of heat and light which feeds the earth
My heart was full of naïve glee and wonder
Butterflies in my stomach sinking deeper and deeper
My heart, going under
Then silence…

My last memory of us was when God got angry
And the skies opened up wide to shed a tear or two
I realized heartbreak was on its way
Hearing the echo of my heart's tiny pieces pouring down from their place like cruel raindrops
Released from the tight grip of my own emotions
I tried but couldn't let go…
My tears soaked me wet before the rain ever reached my umbrella
I was drenched with pain and an awful aftertaste of unattainable love
Then silence…

My last memory of me was when God forgave me
For being one of those dirty sinners
The skies opened up wide and sucked me into the clouds
And I gravitated for the first time
I let go of you on my way up
And released myself upon arrival
It has been silent ever since
No lighting or rain in my vicinity
Just silence,
Peace,
And serenity…

- Huda M