Language of Eternity

There was once a voice,

Whispering at the ear of nature.

She could speak in every tongue

Languages heard, languages unheard.

Her words strong enough to ignite life

A blaze burning her single desire.

For you see, she lived alone

Believing she had to, never sharing which she gave.

The world she shaped around her,

She censured her thoughts, her words, buried the desire.

Friendship, Companionship, Love

Perhaps it was power? Or perhaps fear?

She lived upon the sky.

Her hand covering her face as she whispered life

Tears crashed against the leaves and branches.

Her agony would bring down the sky

Chemical creation, her angled desire.

Neglected Desire,

Three angers: Lust, Jealousy, Paranoia.

Possession, an emotional conclusion,

And eternity she would wait.

Until one day, in the tranquil sanctuary of bliss,

Her desire grew and the world echoed with her cries.

Intellectual possession,

She engulfed herself and created Him.

Her Sanctuary slipped away from her elementary grasp,

Her eyes opened and her lips were consumed.

There was once a voice,

Her voice, and it whispered in the ears of everything.

Reality came crashing down,

Left to wander in endless companionship.