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Sand Dunes,Dan sanders 2012

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                In the light of yesterdays

nightmare

no waking hour

and again today

no bell

to end the night

and bring the light

to close

the pain

the night did bring

to end this bad dream

tomorrow will come

I pray it so

but yet it brings

another day on sadness row

against the curse of time

no matter the defenses

the consequences

death  is the unavoidable nemesis

I sat today in a church

Sand Dunes,Dan sanders 2012

not my church

staring at the  life size cross

of wood

with cracks in seams

it seems the cracks are the same

as in my dreams

sacrifice the blood

give up the body

lose the life

the heart breaks

splits like the wood

yet life goes on

it has no choice

just as the cross does not fall

It has no choice

it hangs by it’s strings

tethered to the ceiling

away from the floor

but reaching neither

so it hangs instead

as if trapped between heaven an hell

It never fell

its cracks showing the assault of time

like the body as it gives in

too many days too many nights

to long the fight

to small the hope

life cracks and splits like wood

the cracks

healing not

left in heart

hang on

no place to go

But the journey continues

left hopeless to begin or end

only to hold on and wait

the waves of time

until the finale lonely minute

takes me under

then I too  will  know

the secret of the cracks

© 2012, Dan Sanders. All rights reserved.

Dan Sanders (34 Posts)

I made it through college, started at Pace in New York, family seemed to think I needed a business degree. I didn't last long, two double periods of accounting a week and I was off to N.Y. U. To make a long story short ( too late for that) I graduated from UCLA and actually, my biggest kick out of that is just saying, especially here on the east coast UCLA, but I could care less, been in Boston since 1975, though I was coming for a year or so. A very good friend at the time, she said to me "Dan you'll never leave Boston" so dear Florida “Sun Spot Baby" you're down there, been in and out of radio, TV, acting and that's me in a nut shell.


5 Comments

  1. The journey does continue, Dan, and you served your love well.

  2. This is an interesting piece of writing to read at 3:30AM. :) Love your use of the cross as symbolic of “cracks” and dreams and the journey we’re all on. Wonderfully existential and thoughtful here Dan, thoroughly enjoy this keeper!

    Pete

  3. Dan Sanders (Author)

    Thank you Pete, it was probably around three in the morning when I wrote it. Thanks for the kind words.

  4. Those 3 a.m. thoughts are killers. Death is that Forever door that none of us can go through till it’s our time. I believe that love endures, that it is the only thing that cannot be defeated. But I feel for you, my old friend.

  5. Dan Sanders (Author)

    Melody,

    My old friend, part of my problem is, I have just enough of the scientific mind that keeps saying Faith, BS, prove it. Maybe dust to dust is really dust to dust. But then on the other hand hat same scientific part says BUT ! energy can only be changed not destroyed, so the other fear is, what if I come back as a daffodil on the side of the hill :-) Sure but what if love endures only until I love another daffodil, not sure that’s my idea of forever :-)

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