It chanced once on a time my mind was meditating on the things
that are, my thought was raised to a great height, the senses of my
body being held back- just as men who are weighed down with
sleep after a fill of food, or from fatigue of body.

Methought a Being more than vast, in size beyond all bounds,
called out my name and saith: What wouldst thou hear and see, and
what hast thou in mind to learn and know?

One sleepless night I had a dream
I quietly crept through though the house over the wooden boards on my bare feet
as to not wake you, and out the back door
under an onyx sky poked through with stars and over a blanket of snow
and whispered I love you although you’d already know.

He answered back to me: Hold in thy mind all thy wouldst know,
and I will teach thee.

Down the alleyway and through the dark
no shoes or coat needed, not a very far walk
to the train tracks I came and sat to wait
in the chilled 2 a.m. air for what seemed for days.
But in a little while the Darkness came settling down on part [of it],
awesome and gloomy, coiling in sinuous folds, so that methought it
was like unto a snake.

The ground beneath me gradually began to shake
and something deep inside my soul began to quake.
Eventually, I saw the light
(So, understand the Light [He answered], and make friends with it.)
and prepared myself for what I’d planned that night.

I began to panic, my bravery had left.
I sang to you Time of Your Song and then I wept.
The thought of death suggests two questions.
The second question then is, how to accept Death and die?

Approaching closer, the train did come.
[And] after that and outcry inarticulate came forth from it, as though it were a Voice of Fire.
And then I counted.
I told myself, it’s over now. The loneliness, the sadness, the pain.
Though deathless and possessed of sway o’er all, yet he suffers
as a mortal doth, subject to Fate.

And then I jumped in front of the train.

And when I saw these things I understood by reason of Man-
Shepherds Word (Logos).

…in the twinkling of an eye , all things were opened to me, and I see a
Vision limitless, all things turned into Light- sweet, joyous [Light].
And I became transported as I gazed.

Thanks be to thee, I said.

-Jesse Haydn

Published by Jesse Haydn Poetry

The written word is life. I am the proverbial poet-at-heart.

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