It's been long since we were last afraid to be ashamed.
Then, we didn't mind anymore - we were old! We could be ashamed together.
God will give us new teeth I told her, don't be afraid!
She didn't believe me, not all the way anyway.
She usually smiled bitterly back to me when I said this, then pressed her body next to mine and kissed me on my lips.
She was a sad woman. She stopped believing in God. She didn't trust Him enough!
But she did trust me. And when she did – I was God to her! And she never was less than Goddess to me.
There was no one I would love more, respect more and belong to more than I loved and respected her.
I didn't remember my parents anymore. I was young when they were still alive and very small… I don't remember how they were solving their problems. I'm afraid I'll never know.
They must have been very much like me in some way…. in many ways. Like us, I am sure of it. In their desire, longing… I can tell by will and fear that's inside us.
How they were coping with their problems – I don't know! Nor how they saved themselves. I don't know that either. But what I do know is that whatever is in me once used to be inside them.
I was then part of my parents. And what used to be inside us – is now in our children, it is part of their lives.
This I am certain of!
There was something exclusive tho, mine and hers only! It belonged to the two of us - it's our OLD AGE.
Not to be unjust – maybe some of that belonged to God too.
He'll give us new teeth... you'll see!!!
Then, we didn't mind anymore - we were old! We could be ashamed together.
God will give us new teeth I told her, don't be afraid!
She didn't believe me, not all the way anyway.
She usually smiled bitterly back to me when I said this, then pressed her body next to mine and kissed me on my lips.
She was a sad woman. She stopped believing in God. She didn't trust Him enough!
But she did trust me. And when she did – I was God to her! And she never was less than Goddess to me.
There was no one I would love more, respect more and belong to more than I loved and respected her.
I didn't remember my parents anymore. I was young when they were still alive and very small… I don't remember how they were solving their problems. I'm afraid I'll never know.
They must have been very much like me in some way…. in many ways. Like us, I am sure of it. In their desire, longing… I can tell by will and fear that's inside us.
How they were coping with their problems – I don't know! Nor how they saved themselves. I don't know that either. But what I do know is that whatever is in me once used to be inside them.
I was then part of my parents. And what used to be inside us – is now in our children, it is part of their lives.
This I am certain of!
There was something exclusive tho, mine and hers only! It belonged to the two of us - it's our OLD AGE.
Not to be unjust – maybe some of that belonged to God too.
He'll give us new teeth... you'll see!!!
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