Now this is a complex one. one confusing metaphor i'd say. read it carefully. you'll either love it, or seriously loathe it. it cant stir apathy........
The Heavenly Funeral
I am being carried off by spirits,
Who are embodiments of greater things
Agony, numbness, solitude and loss
Weird names, I say, for unscathed wings
The angels weep for being helpless
With unceasing fear, their eyes alight
The fairies reach for my hands again
And never let go, till pushed aside
Amidst trickling tears and loosening clutches
The procession pours to the gates of heaven
I gaze back and blame my nonchalance
For I can't understand what's about to happen
The great gray gates unbolt leading out
Where there's darkness except for a few stars
That lazily cast their gleams on me
As I am thrown down like autumn flowers
A long weightless fall directs me
As I slide down strata of many a hue
The ethereal spectacle of the Eden fades
As a whole new world spins into view
Faintly, I can feel a throbbing chest
And swollen eyes, that imbibe radiance
My arms and feet can now flutter
But strangely, to me, they seem aliens
And then, at a far away lonesome place
I find myself crawling out into light
But the smiles all around perplex me
What was the funeral about in paradise?
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