Slowly unfurling the patina of her life,
The beautiful imagery of a possible death,
To capture the majesty displayed for all to visualize
The work of a life cut short by the brutality of another.
A demise so cruelly undertaken by one,
still acquiring the products of her prime,
a beautiful soul so cruelly stopped,
like the hands of some broken-down wrist watch.
What is to become will never be,
for she has been stopped from discovering life’s mysteries.
The mystery of why, he will never know,
or understand the beautiful glow,
the swirling beauty that was within her soul,
which has been darkened by his sin.
The beautiful imagery of a possible death,
To capture the majesty displayed for all to visualize
The work of a life cut short by the brutality of another.
A demise so cruelly undertaken by one,
still acquiring the products of her prime,
a beautiful soul so cruelly stopped,
like the hands of some broken-down wrist watch.
What is to become will never be,
for she has been stopped from discovering life’s mysteries.
The mystery of why, he will never know,
or understand the beautiful glow,
the swirling beauty that was within her soul,
which has been darkened by his sin.
The greatest sin of this life on earth,
which only now sees her potential worth,
worth so much more than she endured,
taken from us in a way so violently,
violence that has been put on display
for all to see in such a beautiful and glorious way.
She lives on in her earthen box with her dark secrets
displayed for all to witness
For all to learn from her life
all that they can or should become
Become the instrument of life
to treasure each moment that has been given
Given in a way that is as unknown as the why of her death.
Dream on for her and all of her ilk
Dream on for death is only a stopping point for one
to let all know that there is more to this drama called life.
Uncanny it may be for some but a mystery
A mystery which can bring such joy and hope for her earthy soul.
Treasure each moment
no matter how intolerable the present existence is for you.
Be aware, wary, and worry no more about the how or why
concentrate on the beauty that surrounds each day that is given
Given as a gift to be unwrapped at leisure
Whether a small prize not worth the wrappings of life
or treat it as a beautiful expensive gift
to be treasured throughout time.
Time to make the best of your gift,
no matter how little time you have.
Time to contend with the dark clouds
That bring the murky undertones that is life.
Given so freely and taken so cruelly.
Live on with what you have left on this earth
for even a small contribution is the broadest claim
to a life well-spent.
(Inspired by the book, Batterers by Denise Levertov, located
in Special Collections, 5th Floor OSU Library)
By Elnora Palmtag
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