The Golden Rope – A Poem

By Adam J. Pearson

Running, rushing everywhere
Desperate fingers reaching out
Straining for something, anything
A rope in the free-fall
A life preserver in the drowning.

What happens when we lose touch
With our deepest, dearest values?
With that sacred core within us
From which we vowed we’d never stray?

What happens when we are enticed
By the lure of power
After a powerless life,
By the force of lust,
That deeply craves just to be craved?

Are we drawn into fires
Like mesmerized moths,
Pulled into the blaze?
Passionately loving
The pyres of our destruction?

There was a golden rope of love
In the darkness of his desperation
That dangled down to him,
A ray of hope in a solitary void.

A golden rope of love,
Promised a paradise of safety
But, terrified, he pushed it back
In search of other ropes.

A golden rope of love,
Would save him but
It seemed a noose,
To end a life he never lived.

A golden rope, yes,
But could it heal the worthlessness within,
Would it, too, be sucked into the void
Of a black hole of feelings unloved,
And unacknowledged?

It was a golden rope of promise,
That would never let go,
And yet it seemed a tether
To imprison.

And yet deep within the darkness,
It dangled golden light
A prospect of peace
From inner war.

But he did not grab hold
Of the golden rope of love
And up it was drawn
Into the light above.

So, now he falls and plummets down,
Reaching for his values,
Trying to know himself as he plunges,
But who can say where we will land?


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