The Well of Souls

Part One- The Assassin

 

He stood facing his target, one he had come many a mile to eliminate

He struck without any regret and the world was rid of another man,

Who had naught but false smiles and empty promises

On a day like any other this deed was done, in the absence of the shining Sun…

 

Part Two- Transitions

 

As the dust settled on his past life, one that was cloaked in shadows

That did dance and revel in the moonlight,

His senses left him and he felt his heart go still,

He wondered if this was what dying felt like,

Thus in the blink of an eye, the Reaper came and whispered

You are Mine…

 

Part Three- The Keeper of Souls

 

I was called to bear witness to the sins of a man,

Who was bereft of all his senses

I saw the light leave his eyes and knew then

That I had acquired yet another soul

To convey to the trial…

 

Part Four- The Boatman

 

I ferry the souls across this mystic water,

To the lands of neither mind nor matter,

But your journey will end at the cradle of the Maker,

For only he has the power to free you from Samsara

And to grant you Moksha and Nirvana…

Part Five- Oblivion

 

Journey’s end, his soul is now free

It has reached the grove of trees,

Ahead is the palatial palace and behind him waters running deep,

It is here that the Maker dwells, he makes them ready for their final journey

“Thy kingdom come Father”, the soul says

And is answered, “Be at peace my son”…

 

 

 

The Bilge Master