Purpose #poem

 To tear existence
 To smash it
 To wrest it
 from still opaque infinity. 

 Dreams of the end 
 at the beginning of our life 
 imprinted by a singular purpose:
 To break existence into bits of eternity. 

 You told me to tear away from myself,
 from aging roots and clustered fears
 encrypted pains walled in my spirit.
 You told me to break into ashes. 

 I listened to you because you were not afraid 
 I might disperse into eternity.  

©Daniela Marin