Refusing to Die
Refusing To Die
- by Lucy Hinton (1993?)
Long Ago, when words were made of magic
I was moved through the future, and shown the present
As if it had never existed.
My line of life was stretched and taught
But it was not there.
Light and Dark were one force of feeling within me
where feeling could not.
Atoms of matter and Measurements of time did not exist
Where Time and Space were forgotten before they even began and ended.
The trees were beautiful there,
But no sense belonging to an untrained could find them
Although they searched.
I was inadequate
Small and yet I was and am the greatest force there,
Filling completely the unconfined space that is unknown forever,
and not, in actual fact, a space,
like an expanding gas and but
so sweet I took everything in like a welcome gift
that had not been offered to me.
My shoes were soft and hard, like I’ve known before.
My skin made me cry with its tenderness
My brain tried to save my consciousness
My heart filled my love
I wanted my body back
I refused to die
I am alive and always will be
I do not need human life, but there is no other earth
I was made of earth
And I still am
Even when I am nothing.