There was a time long ago, when tide would rise and wind would blow, when the star pulsed spirals of fire across the sky, and all the lunatics saw, and all the lunatics knew the two eyes of God had aligned in the sky to give us a glimpse into the divine. And though the sane may deny we gaze through God’s eyes and claim it was just some misfiring synapses(神经元) flashing through a crack in our minds we all knew it was true we all knew we shared a view into something just too beautiful to prove and they can’t take that away from me and you. Even when the seasons change summer exceeds its stay the Sun creeps away and fall shadows grab hold of your brain and you can feel your will within each withering leaf clinging to the trees of entire forest surrounding you slipping as they fall down on you and then when Winter rolls around your soul retreats deep beneath the frozen grounds and it’s calling your body down and it feels like your ashes are fighting gravity even then, Spring will come again and invite you to rise too high and it’s up to you to decide if you’ll repeat those seasonal tides that will lay waste to your lives But if you choose to live you may look out at the sky and reminisce(追忆) about those times when the Sun and Moon would align and each would find its other eye so that God would cry about what was lost and why But I tell you not to miss those times for the Sun still shines and the Moon will still rise and with just enough light from far off shine of the sun across the sky it will keep the divine sight forever alive in your eyes. |
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