The spire was the first to go,

buckling like a horrid light show.

History dissolving into ash

Before our very eyes

Thanks to media the whole world knows

Within a few minutes of disaster.

A cultural icon fading like a ghost

Notre Dame in trouble when

Folks need it the most.

Holy Week. The week before Easter.

For me I’d say my Easter was cursed

For the cathedral is burning down.

Forget London Bridge.

The cultural icon of France is falling down,

My fair lady.

Some stats.

Two times as many people visit Notre Dame than the Eiffel Tower.

This place of sanctuary, it’s beauty and glory

Is burning down

Into an ashy mess.

History is in flames before our eyes,

So why do I feel as though

We’ve seen this before?

Of all the times when I would go out

Shield my eyes from the burning sun

Searching for a glimpse of your face

But you’ve turned and gone away.

You are my moonlight, my dearest moonlight

You bring me joy on the darkest nights

You’ll never know, dear, how much I miss you

Without you I’ll give up the fight.

I will be waiting, forever waiting

To see you running home again

But you’ve gone where I cannot follow

And left me standing behind.

You are my moonlight, my dearest moonlight

You bring me joy on the darkest nights

You’ll never know, dear, how much I miss you

Without you I’ll give up the fight.

You told me once, dear, you’d never leave me

We’d be together forever more

But now you’ve left me and I can’t find you

Please, won’t you take the pain away?

You are my moonlight, my dearest moonlight

You bring me joy on the darkest nights

You’ll never know, dear, how much I miss you

Without you I’ll give up the fight.

In my mind you’re still right beside me

Holding my hand with a bright smile

If you would come back, if just for one day

My shattered heart could feel some peace.

You are my moonlight, my dearest moonlight

You bring me joy on the darkest nights

You’ll never know, dear, how much I miss you

Without you I’ll give up the fight.

I strode across

That field of green

To find you gone

Choked strangled and killed by doubt

A doubt of your true intentions

But I won’t deny

I watched you die

All for the love

Of personal gain

And the worst part

Is I don’t regret

Letting you choke

On a plastic rope

Hung from the branches

Of a tree that you nurtured your whole life

This boat only had room for one.

I don’t regret what I did

But

I sometimes miss them

The sun begins to set

An endless expanse of water

Disappears in the darkness

As I lay my head,

Wondering

How much 

longer 

I 

Will 

last

Get off your knees, child. Death is not ready for you. You do not belong here.

You have only this life to live. You have to walk through fire to get what you want, so stop waiting.

Whether the time is perfect or whether it feels off, you only have right now. You're going to burn either way, you might as well face it.

You can't move forward without action. Stop letting fear dictate your experiences in life and stop begging for an end while desperately searching for a new beginning.

You might surprise yourself with how far you can go just by embracing the flames as they push you forward instead of blaming them for holding you back.

-A.e.