The Cessation

Imagine walking through a forest, grazing your fingers on each leaf you happen to pass along the way. Imagine feeling the earth beneath your toes and the grass brushing along with it. Imagine hearing the birds sing and forest creatures scurry around you. A twig snapping and a small huff of a deer grazing in the distance. Imagine the lush green of nature covering your vision and with each step and each movement you catch a small ray of the sun upon your face. Imagine the clear clean air surrounding you as you wonder deeper within. Your senses mesmerized by what you are experiencing.

Imagine all of this when you feel the need to be free, the need to be at peace, the need to forget. What will this mean for you? Will it be your death? Or will it mean your new life? What is it that keeps you walking? Do you stray from your path and head in the direction of the deer? Maybe the opposite way. Would you dare to venture deeper? Or do you turn your back and leave it all behind?

What is it? What is the truth you are facing? What is it you are heading towards? What is your destination?

Your lover? Your King? Your Queen? The meeting place for the other half of your soul. An embrace of which neither will ever let go.

What do we call it? What do we call us? What do we call this?

What is it?

Is it fear?

Is it justice?

Is it freedom?

Is it peace?

Is it none?

No....not one of these at all

It is loyalty

It is honour

It is duty

It is pain

It is love

It is one

It is...one

This is one.....this is the end

"This is Valhalla darling." He said. His voice calmer and gentler than usual.

"This is home." She said as she held his hand.

Finally for once they both are happy and at peace. For once no one will dare to disturb them.