Path Through Wild Thickets

Tread the path through wild thickets
Overgrown with the remnants of legend
Once made flesh, now to dust returned
Fear not the shadows stirring in this place
Walk on past the dead hands reaching out
They do not know us from the sighing wind
Or the rain that sometimes touches their skin
All is music that cries out in the night
For warmth away from their perpetual decay
Leave them to this graveyard of weeping phantoms
Time has brought them here to fade away
And our road is onward through these woods
To a place where dawn waits to welcome us home
Keep eyes forward, feet upon the path
Ignore the laughter echoing at our backs

Image by DarkWorkX from Pixabay

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  1. Thank you for images your word create in my mind. By the way, This may fly deep into left field but give ’em a try, Band-Maid, an all girl rock/metal band from Japan. Look up the song ‘Thrill’ first. They are very talented musicians and they may find a place in your playlist.

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  2. You might really groove on Emily Dickinson. She deals with the same problem of what happens to us after death. And have you read Hamlet? His soliloquy is famous, or used to be. Shakespeare isn’t taught much anymore, unfortunately. But the questions you grapple with are timeless and have bedeviled humans for as long as they’ve been around. And you’d probably like Dante, as I said before.

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    1. Haven’t read Hamlet in years (I actually did read it for a class in high school!) but should definitely go back to it again. My first introduction to the soliloquy was actually in a Calvin & Hobbes comic strip as a kid… probably didn’t understand it very much. I started reading Dante’s Inferno–it’s already filling me with its striking imagery. I’ll definitely brush up on Dickinson, thanks for the comment! (:

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