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AVANT SOUL

Rhapsodies in Words

to reawaken our fascination with the ever-original SOUL

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It's Time to Die
inspired by Harry Connick, Jr.



If I could kiss this moment
	and send it blossoming like a rose
To grow in the garden of your heart,
Would you water it?

Please don't let this moment die.

We've lived in separate clouds
	and this is your ladder
To step down
And kiss the sacred earth, which holds

Your feet without a complete complaint.

Each day – I don't want to walk
	in your shoes,
I just want you 
To embrace your soul, and remember

The naked light that shines every moment 
	of birth
You breathe alive.
Please don't let it die.

Laugh at predictable mornings.
Laugh at predictable dawns.
Laugh at the same predictable moonlight.
Laugh at the lost hours gone.

Laugh at the raw embarrassment of blood
Coursing thru your veins

Laugh at electric speed of thought
On infinity's tracks.
You've caught this train before.

Please dear God let's now arrive
At a stop watered with one unsullied moment of joy.

Why are you here?  There's work to be done.
Don't you know some part of you is waiting
To die

& Until you kiss this moment and face
Your most tremulous fearful truth
You may only continue your frenzy
Of inertia, than face your death and become truly alive.

It's time to die, thank God. 
We're blessed to have you,
Come join our party....(And be truly still)...

Give this single breath to all the gods
...(And toss all your flowers to the stream)...

Kiss the blossom of this Goddess
And send Her to rapture
...(Like a pale, pale rose / to grow in your fearless heart)...

You  will  become  totally  alive.



(Copyright 2000 by ShaunDarius Gottlieb - No reproduction without express permission from the author)

Letter to the Author at CelloMorpheus@aol.com

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