Fall

By WD

I would rather rise
Than fall in love
Or fall into the trap
That makes the gap
In heaven’s gate, separate
Here I wait

For the fall of all enthralled
In destruction
To trust in reproduction
Is to wish in what will cease to exist
A raised fist

Is symbolic of how I stand erect
With the effect to make walls stretch
Intellect can never be confined
Ahead of time
Is where we should be
And if we didn’t fall
We would be

But that’s neither here nor there
Because where we are right now
Is all that matters
And looking back won’t change matters

So disregard the fall of all that are here now
And what you hear now
Is me making the fog clear now
Meditate

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2 Comments

  1. Ryan on February 15, 2017 at 1:55 PM

    I can hear this as a spoken-word piece. Beautiful.

  2. Andrew Fretwell on April 13, 2022 at 10:48 PM

    W D – really good rhythm in this piece that you create by keeping the lines short – and connecting stanzas “a raised fist… is symbolic” I am also generally into the focus you have on rising and falling and up and down motion both literally and more importantly how it is used metaphorically, including the ultimate up – Heaven. I thought a reference to Hell was coming but never happened. I also am intrigued by how you shift from an up/down paradigm to a forward and backwards one, with the passage of time. You actually create a multi-dimensional description by doing so.

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