Calling from the other side…

     “Save me from the nothing I’ve become.”
       (Only love brings life, thinking’s nothing but death.)

…I was brought to life, midst living death.
Watching, all I see is you, pale, unmoving,
here, where it’s all green…, but spiritless,
most never even searching its glimpse, so near,

just the other side of within, painfully close.
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I hear wind howling mid-winter, clear sky,
moon full, stars glinting in sky ablaze,
but you’re not here, and never were,

not here, the other side, where I found all
things the world had nothing of, scintillant.
I found every right question answered in utter
brilliance of profound this world cannot know.

Why stand shallow, in stagnant pool of darkness?
I stepped out from beneath when just eleven+
and found no one followed me unto discovery,
discovery of all I ever wanted, that I knew,

that I absolutely knew I would only find from within.
Could you be so utterly numb as not to see?+

--RK, 1:10amEST, 12/7/2014
     “Call my name and save me from the dark.”