Loss: A Weaving of Words (Part the III)

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weaving of words

Part the III

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LossA

weaving of words

Part the III

By:

Caleb Alan Kestner


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Copyright 2009 by Caleb Kestner.

All Rights Reserved.

(I make no claim to the illustrations; they are in no way my creation, unless otherwise

noted. If you happen to know the author of one of the pictures listed, as anonymous,please let me know so I can give them proper credit.)

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Story PressMinneapolis, Minnesota

Printed in the United States


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This book is dedicated to my Mom.

Who gave me words.Thank you.


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Contents

iiiXXVII. Simply Simplicity

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iiXXVIII. Leaving Normal

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iiiiXXIX. Loss

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iiiiiXXX. Torn

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iiiiXXXI. Pure

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iiiXXXII. War of the Hours

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iiXXXIII. Why to War?

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iiXXXIV. Cruentus Rosa~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~29

iiiXXXV. Vitium

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iiXXXVI. Civilization

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iXXXVII. Read it all or not at all

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XXXVIII. Words

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iiXXXIX. Faust

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Illustrations

Venetian Mask ~ Anonymous

The Looking Glass (In) ~ John Tenniel

Caravan ~Charles Theodore FrereDon Quixote ~ Gustave Dor

Laputa ~ Anonymous

Pandora ~ John William Waterhouse

The Looking Glass (Out) ~ John Tenniel

Eyes of Sorrow ~ lilfuzz6

Torn ~ Deusuum

New Snow ~ Anonymous

Black Angel ~ Luis Royo

Gunsmoke ~ David Cartwright

Red Rose ~ Anonymous

Smaug ~ John Howe

Angkor Wat ~ Commons

Der Bcherwurm ~ Carl Spitzweg

Silenced ~ Anonymous

Faust ~ Anonymous

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One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit.

Alexander Pope


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Simply Simplicity

Simply simplicity, mask upon mask

New faces painted for every task

Shattered existence never unveiled

Never revealing the things that they've failed

Pain never shown, tears never cried

Knowing with ever laugh that they've lied

Anger is licensed, bound and controlled

Slowly entrapped by the things they've been told

Farewell to infinity, patterns on the floor

Ever situation feeds an appetite for more

Grasping for the moments, things that quickly fade

Locked within this prison of possessions that they've made

Blind to the faults that have encrusted their soul

Ever astounded that theyre never quite whole


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Leaving Normal

Stepping through the looking glassthere is no stepping back

The journey once acceptedis a never-ending track

Adventure leads to places

that we should not dare to go

Questions lead to answersthat we should not dare to know

To wander through the wardrobeis to leave whats safe behind

Forever leaving normal

for the hope of what you'll find

A journey of a thousand stepsthat cannot be retraced

A single step once takenthat can never be erased

Dangerous the road that flows

away from your front door

Keep your feet or it may sweepyou to a distant shore

Should ever you joust windmillsor travel mystic lands

Blaze trails through rotting junglescaravan cross burning sand

Remember with each victory

theres also something lost


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Theres a price for each adventurethats not always worth the cost

So whether its the seven seas

or past the worlds own edge

Regardless of the paths you takeor promises you pledge

Should find you Never Never Land

and finding choose to go

All that which you had aforewill neer again be so

For once youve rode Laputa

or Pandoras Box unbound

Once love has hold your spiritor wisdom had been found

Once blind eyes have been opened

or sirens song is heard

Once tragedy has struck so hardthat laughter seems absurd

Once Wonderland is entered

your soul is ever changed

The world you left behind youis ever left estranged

You can return to bridges burned

but oer them none may pass

For once you stray there is no wayto get back through the glass


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LossWorst of sorrows, deepest dreadThrobbing thoughts that fill my head

Hollow heart far less then wholeUn-cried tears that bind my soul

Moments slip through listless handsDeath that know one understands

How can beauty fade so fast?Future's promise turned to past

Hours lifted up on highCrashing down as time ticks byVibrant life so quickly lost

Is ever death perfections cost?Who are we to dictate when?

A vapor dies within the windBut still my mind can't comprehend

Why life so young should have to endI know that all must cease to be

That death the soul from flesh does freeBut knowledge doesn't staunch the pain

Or calm the maelstrom in my brainMy aching pain no logic sees or understanding knows

It merely burns through every nerve or vein through which it flowsI cannot ever truly come to terms with what is gone

It's one more thing I carry as I'm forced to move alongMissing moments, day's undone

Words unfinished, fights unwonWhen everything has gone away

And night has finally conquered dayPast the endless sea of death indeed may be much more

But all that's ever left is loss for those upon the shore


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Torn

Torn in two my sides compete

Each the other to defeat

Light and darkness, black and white

Good and evil, wrong and right

Ever hungry wanting more

Ever yearning for their war

Different parts of all thats me

Two reflections I could see

Past and future, lost and found

Happy heartache, silent sound

True deception, honest lie

Deep within I live to die

Hope eternal yet may spring

Everlasting light to bring

Battles wait still to be waged

Souls in flesh remain still cagedPassions follow passions lead

Hearts are chained and hearts are freed

Chaos of the human soul

Ever straining to be whole

Light to light and sin to sin

What is fed is sure to win

Time unmeasured time to few

What we are is what we do

In the end one side must lose

Beware the torn piece you choose


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Pure

Frozen tears from heaven fall as snow upon the ground

Pure white the only color, silence all the sound

All my tracks are covered, every step that walked away

Unbroken is the path ahead as if to gently say

Your trespasses are covered, your debts have all been paid

Your many sins forgiven, your broken heart remade

Your past is left behind, you your future yet to be

Your present undecided as you struggle to be free

Two roads remain before you, the wide and narrow wayOne leads to your salvation, the other leads astray

Redemption has been granted, but still you must decide

Your steps not your intentions will control which one is tried


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War of the Hours

Against my monster I wage war

Ever certain, never sure

A blackness deep inside of me

Locked within, yet running free

Sins seduction, bittersweet

Crippled wings, still fight to beat

I yearn to live yet choose to die

I try to laugh, but only cry

The hours pass in dark of night

My soul cries out in search of light

My spirit mourns for what Ive lost

My fight is weakened by its cost

Loss of love, I fall and weep

Love they gave, I failed to keep

War of the Hours never done

Never finished never won


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Why to war?

Why to war go charging we on steeds of righteous rage?

Slashing through in shining suits the battles that we wage

We justify their dying cries by crying, we cried too!"

And death breeds hate, breeds rage, breeds death, in cycles all to true

Is peace the just reward of war? Or war corrupted peace?

Is all of man so twisted that this murder we can't cease?

But then again is all death sin? Do all deserve to live?

If someone strives to take a life can we to them it give?

Is it not right to take a life that other lives may grow?

But what if both are victim, both of them the foe?

How can we bind the broken sides and sooth the years of hate?

When will the children of revenge learn blood their thirst won't sate?

War that necessary bane that plague upon mankind.

Ever doomed to die for life we never seem to find.


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Cruentus Rosa

Frozen beauty hearts unfold

Blood red petals spun of gold

Razor thorns of all life's pains

Spot its emerald stem like stains

Blushing blooms that greet the dawn

An instant here, in an instant gone

A leaf unfurls to morning light

And bids farewell the fading night

Grown from grief and misery,

watered by our tears

A symbol of our beauty,

an image of our fears

A painful beauty worth the cost

Risking love that could be lost

Cruentus Rosa, Blood-Red Rose

The splendor of pain

from which

love

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Vitium

Then look upon the monsters maw

Where diamond daggers line its jaw

Its tongue a velvet soft as sleep

And Gold along its throat is heaped

The smell of spices sweet and strong is heavy on its breath

An enticing blend fragrances that masks the stench of death

Its granite eyes give off a glare as cold as winter skies

Hypnotically it stares at you and whispers frigid lies

Its scales are polished silver with an iridescent glow

Its fingers end in milky claws as pure as crimson snow

My way is easy, fun and fast it says and smiles wide

Come taste the fruit of vanity and drink the wine of pride

It slowly inches closer as its prey begins to near

Promising them all they ask to wash away theyre fear

Indulgence is such pleasing sport and temperance so dull

Lust is such delightful bliss just let your conscious lull

And as theyre slowly swallowed up the illusion disappears

They realize the choice theyve made has a price thats paid in tears


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Civilization

Upon this place that once would be

There sat a still of symmetry

But now that day has gone away

Tomorrows lost in past todays

The trees once green are gnarled and dry

Once great beauty slowly dies

Here once stood the triumph of man

Now naught remains but deaths cool hand


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Read it all or not at all

Read it all or not at allthe words with which youre fed

Contemplate before you sate

yourself with what youve read

Take the time to see the rhymein all you dare to know

The reasons for the learned loreand all that it might show

Look within as you begin

to ponder what you gain

Remember to in all you doan open mind retain

Dare stand firm as you confirm

what yet may not be true

Then believe what you receiveno matter what you do

Keep inside the things you hide

until they can be free

Ever blind to thus remindyou of what none can see

Still remains the slight refrainsthat never truly leave

Cautious hands that work the strandsof every dream we weave


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Words

A mask of silence a voice restrainedWords withheld to stop the pain

Misunderstanding, refusing to hear

Why try to speak when the sound isnt clear

Silence is taught so silence is learnedA book not yet written is already burned

My voice tries to speak, they push it away

Nobody cares what you have to say

There are those whod listen, but Im locked in a tranceThe risk of rejection to painful a chance

Im not always like this and I wont always be

But you must understand this too understand me

Theres a part of me missing that Ive yet to findA feeling of confidence lost in my mind

Im fixing my problems but the progress is slowIn time wounds may heal but scars always show

I may never be perfect, I may never be wholeI may always be haunted by the flaws in my soul

But I still treasure beauty and I still trust in hope

I have faith in the power of my spirit to cope

I may never be famous I may never be knownMy gifts and my talents may never be shown

But that has no bearing on what I might be

The extent of my purpose is left up to me

Im as strong as my weakness as true as my liesAnd Ill fall just as much as Im willing to rise


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Faust

As I move along a world gone wrong, nothing seems to lastEvery possibility corrupted by the past

The bloody stains of broken veins, to me a message send

Evidence of time gone by when hearts refused to bend

A symphony calls out to me, in sounds that I can't hear

An orchestra of majesty drowned out by roaring fear

And turning I look to the sky, but still I cannot see

For wretched clouds of sorrow drift between the sun and me

A sadness falls as darkness calls, a message all too clear

And the demons on my shoulder whispers lies of hate and fear

Times running out the demons shout, its far too late to turnYou made the choice , you sold your soul and now its time to burn

Deep within I feel the sin, that seals my fate in blood

That turns the purists of my deeds to worse then muck or mud

I have no hope with which to cope, Im doomed to worse then death

But as the demons cackle the wind breathes one last breath

The morbid shroud of blackened cloud, is split from up on high

The demons look with fearful glares and cease their piercing cry

A shaft of light engulfs my sight, it blinds me yet I see

And something moves within it as my demons start to flee

An angel stands with sword in hand, hes robed in blazing whiteHis splendor overpowers and I cower at the sight

Arise and hear and do not fear,but still my body quakes

I think of all my many sins, my numerous mistakes

Its far too late Ive sealed my fate, Ive sold my soul to hell

He says in words of pure compassion it was not yours to sellWeeping I now raise an eye, and see his outstretched hand

Its yours but you must chose it, your heart God wont command

But I have strayed and not obeyed, Ive lived a life of sin

For such as you he sacrificed his everything to winHow can it be hed see in me, a soul thats worth that cost

Because you are his children and he loves you, though your lostAnd that is why he chose to die. So that you might be found

And of your own decision by sin no more be boundI take his hand and rising stand, Ive nothing left to say

My final moments now are past, he takes my soul away


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