Lost and Found
Written By: Minister Brian C. Ellis
October 23rd, 2008

I dreamed a vision that seemed like a glimpse into a future already present
Like a past that I had once lived before in a time gone by instantly.
There was a maiden that had become distressed but she wasn’t really lost
She had become disoriented to her surroundings but aware only of me.
As I approached her it seemed that her complexion changed with every step
As I embraced her the sour smell upon her became as a sweet jasmine bloom.
We walked in the garden as she trampled upon thorns and thistles barefooted
I felt the scars from every brush of the sandalwood that I glided upon.
No one was around to comfort the pain that I felt from her deceptive stare
As she looked into the sky proclaiming this was the last time she would see it.
Upon the rising of sun there was an over cast of dreams already viewed
Someone else had the hurt, pain and lifelessness yoked upon their shoulders.
Then I realized I was not alone in this abyss of time measured in a grain of sand
But chaffs in the wind, I must live on until I am washed back out to the sea.
Love is an emotion that is felt by few, lived by all but hate is a skin worn
It can be applied like a coat of enamel brushed on completely torn in two.
Does a heart truly exist in this world or is it just a figment of imagination
Can this maiden ever love? Does she live to exist or exist to live in a tomb of time?
Cannot a grave hold a corpse but what does the soul desire to hold onto?
Promises broken are a lifelong story that is forever rehearsed in a time renewed.
If we must dream then let us awaken to a new day with a new start upon life.
Walking in the darkness, seeking a light that strolls along without our knowledge.
Can my hurt be yours or the promise that I make, hurt you as a stabbing wound?
Promises, Oh how I promised I would never drink from this cup ever again.