Charlotte’s Passion

Charlotte’s Passion

 Immortal Soul

Descended to Mortal Flesh

Not yet birthed

But in perfection lies

Balanced ‘tween Heaven’s Glory

And earth’s demise.

Innocence untouched, yet needs

Must choose, to Fall

And begin that journey which

Through balanced choice or

Earthly suffering

Returns to Heaven’s Gate

OR to Hell, should we err in our humanity

For we are weak vessels prone to passion’s lure

(A sin not of our own design)

Our Carnal Selves be Damned!

What fool believes in Heaven’s way

If righteousness be the only guide?

Perhaps no fool

But innocence see’s the lie

And Purity, who can deny?

This innocent’s right to choose

Her passage, whether through righteousness’ hand

Or Heaven’s Pardon

Or  to return  to Spirit, Soul unblemished

Unspoiled, yes, unborn!

A perfect One, conceived in vowed love

Nurtured and loved no less though in the Womb

Surely Angel’s delight in such a One

No less a father his cradled newborn

Or mother her swaddling babe.

No! love has not abandoned us

But abounds all the more

A beautiful death of mortal innocence

Whilst immortal Soul ascends

In Love and Truth

Her one true journey

Her Heaven’ed Fate.

April 2014: My nephew Devin and his wife Lala lose their newborn daughter Charlotte at birth.  I was gutted as if she were my own. You were so loved Charlotte, by all those around you.



Timeless we pursue Vanity

Discarding precious moments with those we love

In Vain we cry out in regret

In the end, when the light grows dim.


Timeless, we spend with abandon

Until one day, expended,

we discover our misspent endeavours leave no peace

And we enter the shadows.


Timeless, we grasp at it

But it flows through fingers like water

Until we look down on lifeless bodies

And our souls fade into darkness.


Yet Timeless we are

Our lives a blink in the face of eternity

And after the end, we are born anew

To continue our sacred journey

into the Light.