The Fountain

Dear Izzi,

Heaven restores you to life,

Are you not coming with me?

Through the ages, the fearing, the strife.

There’s a Guatemalan secret,

To the holy Tree of Life,

A nebula so golden,

Embracing us into this light,

That will take us places,

To maybe where we’ll meet,

So we will be reunited,

Once I bring myself to plant the seed.

In space,

Long while,

Haunted by a great love,

Or it could just be denial,

But hey, who’s on trial?

You spent three lifetimes without your soulmate,

Such a long way back,

God, why can’t things go the other way?

The thing about time travel,

Is the bubble never lands,

The future that awaits you,

Does not make you a new man,

You can see old faces,

Who you did not want to leave,

But you’ll never rest in peace,

Until you accept your body really becomes the land.

In space,

Long while,

Haunted by your lost love,

Or it could just be denial,

But hey, who’s on trial?

You spent three lifetimes without your soulmate,

Such a long way back,

God, why can’t things go the other way?

You are so weightless,

You are exotic,

You needed Death to numb the pain,

God, why can’t things go the other way?

Lay some flowers by the gravestone,

And know that you’ve been stabbed,

There’s a sentimental Doctor,

And the makings of a new man,

You’ve come to miss her lately,

You’ve already missed her twice,

Just know that Life does mean Death,

Just know that Death does mean Life.

Dear Izzi,

Heaven restores you to life.

You spent three lifetimes without your soulmate,

Such a long way back,

God, why can’t things go the other way?

When you’re so weightless,

It’s so erotic,

You needed Death to numb the pain,

God, why can’t things just go the other way?

Why can’t God just play another game?

Why can’t God just use another way?