Nathaniel

Nathaniel was born in the Fall.
His mood was destined to reflect the cold, death, and sojourn that is the season.
He hurt for all his life.
Life was an ensuing torture lulled by moments of sweet release.
Nathaniel craved release more than anything.
His crave was filled with what he found to be the most innocent, purest, and sastisfying- love.
Nathaniel now craved love most of all.
He then found what he sought out to have.
It was everything and more he could imagine.
Love was dizziness, a swirling passion.
Fire surged through his veins with every kiss.
But Nathaniel nearly smothered the fire and love didn't last.
His heart still burned with a flicker.
If only the fire could get swirling again, sparks will ignite and blazes will come gushing.
Nathaniel spent long nights over many years waiting.
His hope was only met with grief, so Nathaniel found a new love.
Nathaniel went about the day with holes his head.
He walked with gaps in perception, filled with momentary wonder.
He was new- different. His mood was hidden and it didn't seem to affect him.
In the middle of Natheniel's seeming self-discovery, along came a spider.
Nathaniel was always terrified of spiders, but somehow fell in love.
Smooth, sexy, gentle- this is the spider.
And the two wove a web thight with each other.
Nathaniel's web was strait with even angles weak at the joints.
The spider's web was a circle that twisted and bent inside itself for support.
Nathaniel's web was beautiful but flimsy, ultimately a useless web.
The spider's was functional but for the wrong purpose, ultimately a useless web.
In one giant catachism, their webs tore asunder with tremendous aftershock.
The blast affected everyone within their combined webs and all was thus destroyed.
Amidst the dust and rubble, Nathaniel now sits quietly.
He remembers his life's stuggle for love- the tender, soft escape.
He remembers his favorite childhood hobby.
Nathaniel would take apart the stapler to see how it worked.
But he also remembers putting the stapler back together.
He knows now that love is not for sale; he may not go shopping for love.
Nathaniel hurts no more. He no longer seeks release.
Life is unforgiving and it hurts, but Nathaniel knows how to wait.
He knows now to truly appreciate those moments when life deals you one fine hand.
Nathaniel is unaffected by his somber mood.
He smiles becuase he has known pain, fear, and loss.
He smiles becuase he has known love.

-Veritas