Did You Cry In Darkness?

Did you cry in darkness? My empty Soul. A palette of blackness splashed upon a canvas of molten earth. One collides with the other. Two collide and make four. A path to a path to a path and again. Entwined in a cosmic embrace. Did you cry in the darkness? Did tears run down your face? Did they spill to the rivers and run to the seas? Did the four doors open and close. Trapping and releasing your fears and woes. Did the sun shine above clouded skies. Reflecting warmth into the abundant abyss. Oh world my soul, I have dreams for you. I have dreams of silver moon beams lost in the clouds above. I have seen the four doorways. In my mind I have seen them. Like four beasts they decend upon Earth. Infecting and cleansing at the same time. One gives birth while the other devours. A flow from life to death. A flow from time to space. A forward and a backward. A outward and an inward. An opening and a closing. I saw it all. I saw nothing. I saw tears run along the ridge of a smile. I heard laughter from a tormented child. I saw rain in burning fire. I saw flames in ocean water. The moon gave protection from the onslaught of falling debris. It was arranged. It had been declared that the Earth would give birth in exchange for tranquility. Chaos makes us. We are there, but only partially. The rest is somewhere else. Our bodies struggle with our minds. We are pinned between the here and now, as well as, the there and then. We were protected in the beginning, but we will have no protection in the end. The doors that were open will be the doors that are closed. The doors that were closed will be the doors that are open. What made us will take us, and what never gave will give. The missing life will live and the living life we'll miss. The doorways that decended in the beginning will acsend in the end. Two doors once open now closed and two doors once closed now open. Our toes become head and our head become toes. It was hollow. They thought it would fulfill, but It left us empty. The heart of man is greedy. The sky is never clear enough. The oceans never deep enough. It was arranged for us by them and it was given to us by them. We are water for a reason. Our bodies must quench our burning soul. We talk in dangerous tongues on the verge of treason. We dislike those who disagree. We pretend to be civil, while waging war in reality. We once stood together in robes of white. Singing songs of lament to our hearts content and doing what was right. But the doorways! Oh, the wretched doorways were decending into the Earth and taking with them the innocence of birth. It was so close. It nearly held us. It took all the hits that were ment to pelt us into submission and erase us. It was like a mother and loved us like a mother. But we were evil. Not in a conscious way. It came with us when we awoke. We were given dreams that reality could not fullfill. Not soon enough. Not at that time. We had arisen from peacful slumber as individuals to contentious malcontents as an unruly mob. We elected leaders that were bottom feeders. They played upon our emotions for personal reasons. We listened blindly as their power began to grow. Everything they knew they made sure we would never know. They drew up shadows from the ground and presented it as light. They cast a veil of darkness upon us and convinced us it was luminous. Light that did not shine? They had poured deceptive wine. We drank it and it was good. It turned us pink as an elephant. It made us feel relevant. But, the moon had lost its place. It slowly receded into space. But through our selfish motives we never noticed until it was too late. It took its soft silver and left a cold shiver that grinds and torments even to this day.