A FAMILY GATHERING
©2005 Gene Cartwright


(synopsis)

I Weep No More
©2004Gene Cartwright
(Deborah's voice)

 I weep no more.
    Well of tears—bone dry,
    bed of thorns now lies empty,
    absent my presence, waiting, hoping, expecting,
    fortelling my return to its piercing embrace.
    But I have moved on.

 I weep no more.
    Wall of fearÐonce stone,
    blown asunder, now gone forever,
   reduced to dust, crumbled, shambled,
    unable to thwart my will or prevent my escape.
    'Cause I have moved on.

 I once longed for the serenity of death, the solitude of nonexistence,
 the eternal peace of  unbeingÐas in never having been. But no more.
 I once sought the tomb of mindless darkness unacquainted with the
 informing nature of  memory or the gift of light. But no more.
 I have found my voice, heard my song, seen my spirit leap
 like a geyser toward heaven.
 And I have moved on.

 I weep no more.
    Well of tearsÐbone dry,
    bed of thorns now lies empty,
    craving my presence, waiting, hoping, expecting,
    predicting my relapse to its cruel embrace.
    But I have moved on.

 I weep no more.
 Wall of fearÐonce stone,
 blown asunder, now gone forever,
 reduced to dust, crumbled, shambled,
 unable to shunt my will or stay my escape.
 ÔCause I have moved on. I have moved on.

 I weep no more,
    'cept for joy, aloud I cry,
    now yearning to be, to live, not die.
    Now cleansed of shame, I weep no more.
    My soul is free. I weep no more.
    My soul is free. I weep no more.