GUARDIAN
TO THE NEXT WORLD
"The
Passing" Poetry For This Piece Is Below
SOLUM
VENIENTIBUS NUDIS ET PURIS LICET HAC VIA TRANSIRE
only to
the ones coming naked and pure is it allowed by this way to pass
The
Latin phrase you see above is split in half and etched into the front
two pedestals
The
Passing
Poetry For This Piece
Other
path, other place, other face, an other life
New journey, visions
range, barren, empty, wasteland
Life turned upon a broken
promise, a failed dream
Yesterday soul existed, had flight upon
graceful hummingbird wings
Today a heart is breaking, shards
fall, fracture into splinters
Over and over, beaten up, battered,
scarred and scabbed
Tumultuous waves of hatred breaking across
pains shore
Heavy clouds hanging overhead, bleakest outlook,
outcast
Entrusted legacy, thrust upon, demanded of the one
true love
Onus to carry forward, carry on the passions of a
life
Notice given, delivered by icy stare, etched in
granite
Eschew this covenant and all was truly for
naught
Simmering rage, anger, distrust, untruths, all set
aside
Cast suspicion out, leave barbs and arrows behind
Only
pure emotion, unfettered feelings, will unlock this place
Matters
of trust a given, matters of responsibility to carry on
Indecent,
absolutely indecent the road that brought life to this
Needles
that that such events should ever of passed between us two
Grasping
hands pull bodies into a final embrace, one last kiss
Nearing the
end, this physical joining of two souls falls slowly away
Alas,
become so entwined amidst the pain that breath forgot be drawn
Keen
calm awareness; "it is time to take it on the other side"
Elixir
passes lips, bitter on silenced tongue, held, swallowed
Darkness
settles around, life’s glorious light dims, fades out
Alone
now, road stretches far beyond horizons edge
Noticing that one
leaves life as one entered the world, naked
Dank, odor of decay
hangs in heavy fog, putrid green surroundings
Pathway back denied,
path laying ahead frighteningly cold
Uneasy first steps,
hesitant, unwilling, so afraid
Reach inside, deep down where
courage sleeps
Exact from the self the strength to meet what must
be faced
Implement lessons learned in a past life of
searching
Legions came and failed to win their way past
Loners
trod through this gate, decapitated in one bold stroke
Oh some few
did pass, you see them in the distant mist
What rite or right
allowed those few to carry on their way
Engraved pedestals
hold an unfathomable message, a warning
Disciples of purity and
magic line a corridor that leads to peace
Blacked out towers of
light shrouded in luminescent fog
Yanked harshly back into the
moment by a clanging sword
Tempered steel accompanied by a
warning from a gravel voice
He who takes this path of their own
choosing must face truth
Inside thy self are the answers that
shall cleanse thy soul
Search deeply thy heart and mind, give
forth the findings
What turmoil I allowed to be laid upon my
heart
Anger blinding truth, pure love offering unworthy
protection
Yielding myself, my dignity, to the calculated cunning
of another
Trusting that this treasure was purely honoured and
loved by two
Oh God, only that I could not love myself more
than I loved her
Phaedra in truth was Delilah and has destroyed
Samson once again
A smile from the Guardian; "I too was
defeated by a user, coward and whore
Stripped naked, purged of all
pain, sorrow and grief that delivered me here
Silence
surrounds this battlefield, Guardian allows passage, one now pure
enters the next world
G.R. Hambley
08/2000 ©
The poetry was written in acrostic. The poem has meaning read down using the first letter of each line. In this case what is written down is the English Translation of the Latin phrase seen on the pedestals.