Tragically Re-United

Gazing out into the land
Where stars and moonlight beam,
She stood right there all nice and glad
Thinking: “It’s all a dream!”

Joyful, fancy people mingling
All yell with sensation:
“Julie! David! Have a great life,
Good luck! Congratulations!”

“It’s time to go,” Julie yelled back
“We must now hit the road.”
“Hold on my love we must unpack,
My dad had a heart stroke!”

As if the world came to an end,
They both drowned into tears;
They cried, they moaned, their poor hearts rend
Erasing all their cheers.

The moment of separation
Arrived with untied-arms,
Welcomed with sighs and desperation;
It’s Peter’s time to part.

Two days have passed, where Julie sat
Thinking it’d been two years,
Alone in bed counting the tads
Of chattered souvenirs.

Praying God for hope, for a sign
“Ring, ring!” is all she heard,
She grabbed the phone, held it up high
“My love please say the word!”

“Julie my dear, how is your day?”
Disappointed she replies:
“Hey sis I’m good, are you ok?”
“I’m fine” but with a sigh.

“Helena, what--what’s with the moan?”
Julie exclaimed aloud;
“I have bad news are you alone?”
“Don’t care, just let it out.”

“A while ago my little sis,
I heard the awful news,
The news I really wished to miss
For it brings pain to you!”

“I pray you tell what pain is this?
You’re driving me insane,
Oh please you drag what’s left of rest
From my wearisome veins!”

“A plain has crashed on its way here
Because of false forecast,
A cruel storm seized it when near;
Peter was found the last!”

Too stiff to move, too shocked to sit,
Lost in her little world;
Trying to figure out her sin
That caused what she has heard.

When answers were no longer found,
She realized her pain;
She dropped the phone, fiercely ran out
For it was all in vain.

As raindrops pierced her guiltless smile,
Transformed it into ache;
Julie scampered for miles and miles,
Trying her grief to break.

Until no miles were long enough
To fill her lonely space,
She stopped, she stared, then looked aloft
She cried: “God! My life waste!”

Julie endlessly fell to sleep
On the grass where life’s gone;
She vanished deep into her dreams
Awaiting Peter to come.

As she woke up, Peter was there
Cremated, like he willed;
Fell down, collapsed; she could not bear
To see her husband killed.

She took hold of her sacred jar
Then ran out to the sea;
Stood proud, held it up to the stars
Then shed a lonesome tear.

She now stands on the highest cliff
Where wind cuddles her face;
Took a deep breath, and with a swift
Lets go of David’s remains.

Along with her soul’s other half,
Julie throws in the rest;
Unconscious she liberates herself
And drops down really fast.

She hits the surface of the sea,
Pierces the Blue right through;
Her eyes are shut, she cannot see
How life exists there too.

Although her senses function not,
She only tends to feel
Her husband’s soul, and hers at last,
Re-unite under the sea!