Zodiac Times

GOD WAS LONELY, SO LONELY AS THERE WAS NO ONE BUT HIM

AND HE MADE HIMSELF A MIRROR JUST TO BREAK THE LONE ROUTINE

GOD WAS JOYOUS, SO JOYOUS AS REFLECTION CAME ALIVE

HE COULD SEE HIS NATURE NOW AND CAME TO KNOW IT AS LOVE

FINALLY SOMEONE TO TALK TO, TO TAKE CARE OF,  TO RELATE

“HI”, HE SAID TO HIS REFLECTION, “CAN WE GO ON A DATE?”

BUT REFLECTION LAUGHED ALOUD, “I AM STILL THE PERFECT YOU.

REAL LOVE NEEDS IMPERFECTION, SO IT COULD HEAL THE WOUND”.

GOD WAS BROKEN, SO BROKEN, AND THE MIRROR FELL APART

INTO ZILLION TINY PIECES – JUST LIKE HIS REJECTED HEART.

AND IN EVERY PIECE HE LOOKED AT, HE COULD STILL SEE BUT HIMSELF.

BUT EACH PIECE WAS JAGGED AND CROOKED IN THE UNIQUE WAY IT FELL.

AND GOD CRIED, AND DIVINE TEARS FELL ON EACH AND EVERY PIECE,

MIXING IN WITH  PAIN AND FEARS A LITTLE BIT OF WHAT HE IS.

AND HE CALLED EACH PIECE “A SOUL”. EACH WAS RAGGED, SORE AND ROUGH.

AND HE NURSED THEM AND CONSOLED THEM, SMOOTHING EVERY EDGE WITH LOVE.

AND HE TRIED TO HEAL THE WOUND. HE CREATED EARTH AND SKY.

BUT EACH PIECE STILL FILLS HIS EARS WITH ETERNAL LONELY CRY,

ASKING PUT TOGETHER PIECES, MAKE EACH SOUL FEEL COMPLETE

WITH SOMEONE WHO FITS THE CRANNIES, SO PAIN SUBSIDES A BIT.

AND GOD SEES HIS BROKEN IMAGE THAT REFLECTS IN EVERY SOUL,

AND HE SEES THAT HE IS A WOUND THAT IS SORE, OH, SO SORE…

WITH HIS HEART IN ZILLION PIECES,  A ZILLION TIMES HIS LOVE HAS GROWN.

YET IT IS STILL UNREQUITED, MAKING HIM FEEL ALL ALONE.

AND HE LOOKS AT EVERY SOUL, HOPING TO GET A GLANCE

HOPING, WAITING FOR THAT MOMENT THAT WOULD HEAL THE HEART AT ONCE

FOR THAT SPARK OF RECOGNITION, THAT WOULD MAKE HER REALIZE

HE’S THE ONE WHO DOES COMPLETE HER,

WHEN HE’S REFLECTED IN HER EYES…