Big Dog
You’re only a dog,
But I do so envy you,
Your life of endless eating,
Shitting, pissing and sleeping.
I am so tired of working,
Breathing and keeping
The faith that better days
Will come and life will turn
and come around my way.
I wonder, big dog,
Would you be king for a day?
The master is weary of his crown,
and wishes to simply lie down
letting the sun warm his bones.
All I have is yours to own
If I can but sit and howl
at the moon on high
As for a moment
from my life I hide.
Excerpt from the Chronicles of Mortoch the Hobbit
I met a man in a park one day, he sat, head bowed, in somber contemplation.
I spoke of the weather and those small things that people say to pass the time.
He listened quietly, saying not a word.
Fearing I was being a bother, I started to take my leave.
In a whisper almost to soft to grasp, he apologized for being rude,
“It is just that I am listening, trying to hear the sound of my love drawing near.”
“Oh', I said, 'is she to meet you here?”
“Eventually” was his only reply.
Now curious I inquired what did he mean.
He turned his face to me then, and I saw eyes that held no life,
in a face carved deep with pain and covered with shining tracks
of the tears that still pooled in his saddened eyes.
He slowly began to speak, and a story he told
that touched me so deep I shall remember it until I remember no more.
This then is his story, I tell it to you that you may know of a love so deep that the stars in the sky whisper the legend of its depth and purity.
Please enjoy and feel free to cry, as I did when he told it to me and even now as I tell it to you.
The story of Gavin The Lost
As told to Mortoch the Hobbit
“I stood confident in my youth, basking in hope, that hope that only youth can know.
Filled with quiet contentment at the course that was set, secure in the knowledge of tomorrow”.
“Then one day by chance I happen to meet the most true and honest beauty that I have ever known.
The world stopped and with it time. I could not breathe, nor speak, or even think.
My ears drank in the sparkling joy of her laughter though barely could I hear over the thunderous rush
of my heart pounding in my head.
She turned to me, her eyes like diamonds rolling softly in the sun, smiling a smile that held no lies or vanity, and my heart leaped from my chest racing headlong up to the sky.
She spoke to me words I can never remember for I could not force my mind from her.
I was lost in her perfect soul and spirit wondering what I had done to deserve the chance to be in the same universe as this person whom I loved from that first second that went on forever and will love until forever ends.”
We would speak for hours it seemed about things to many to count and sometimes not talk at all for there was no need. I found myself laughing from the sheer thrill of be in the presence of her perfection.
“Time had no meaning then and I cannot say how long it was before the day that I heard a sound and turn to see it's cause. When I turned back the world had turned dark for she was gone with no trace.
I screamed in panic and spun to the four corners trying desperately to glimpse her face.”
“Come back” I cried, tears flowing from eyes blinded with fear.
“Come back! I need you, where have you gone?!
“PLEASE, COME BACK, you take with you my heart and soul”.
“PLEASE!!” I screamed.
“please”, I whispered.”
“Please come back to me', I sobbed “.
“My pleas piled uselessly at my feet, in a pool of my tears, for as they flew forth they found no ears to meet and fill with the sounds of my grief.
My mind left me then, flying away to find her, to beg her forgiveness for whatever I needed to be forgiven of that she might return and make me whole again. I wandered aimlessly, lost in a gray soulless place, praying for my love to return.
Forever came, went, and came again but still she did not come back to me.”
“Then came those whispered, terrible words, that ripped my very being to pieces and crushed all hope from me.”
“She is gone.”
“Gone? What do you mean gone?”
“She is gone, it was a terrible thing and she is gone to that place no living heart can go”
“She was gone,
She was gone,
she was gone,
she was gone.”
Prologue:
As he repeated those three words his voice faded again to a whisper
he turned to me and said, “That is why I sit and wait for the sound of her drawing near.
Praying as I do that she comes to fetch me to her that I may again know her and bask in the truest beauty I has ever known.”
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