Today I saw my heart,
again it is different, than it was just yesterday.
I saw once more the powerful cinder burning there,
blazing the path to my soul's eternal identity,
her name is Spirit and Truth
she rolled out dots of magnetic light,
the light drew back the dark curtain on my mortal guise
and shone brightly my grave in America's Garden of Eden.
Her beautiful soul interred in paradise,
silken vanities stunningly line my coffin,
a jewel crusted gravestone laid me to rest,
a hallowed designer couture eulogy echos above me,
she was redeemed by her blessed 401k.
I saw it today,
beating in the shadow of my grave,
an enduring burning cinder, a ray light
magnificently illuminating my inexplicable dichotomy:
one life nothing but ashes to ashes,
the other powerfully transforming me into perpetuity.
I saw my heart,
today it is very different than it was only yesterday.
Tomorrow, I pray
my eyes are still open to see again.
