~ Heaven's Gates!

~ Heaven's Gates! ~

Your love,

My heart

Working together

Side by side,

In unison

A thing of beauty,

That no others

Could see;

Yes...

That we’re not alone!

All those years in waiting

Pen in hand,

Flipping through

Your fingers,

In trying to understand

What to do about,

Your Batman?

The legacy of

Wayne Industry,

And who he was to

Leave it too?

A child

You never met:

So that pen

Continued to flip,

Unable to write

That next script,

About a father

Meeting his daughter!

I'm proud of you Val

For believing in

What was unseen,

For patiently waiting

Holding onto the hope,

That one day

There would be freedom,

Over whatever it was

That was keeping us apart?

It is complicated

I'm afraid:

A simple poem

Would not be the

Answer to the fix!

Things your conscious mind

Would find unfathomable

To think of,

As a way of life, in which

Someone you could

Care so much for,

Could possibly be

Living through...

Well,

That was Exactly

What was happening

to me,

While you got to enjoy

Your glory,

In the light

As it should be!

I was living in those

Places of darkness,

And of death;

All the things

That were sacred,

And heavenly in value

Was being taken,

From me.

And so the life that goes

With it,

Was the path

I was born to be on,

To gain my wisdom

And experience,

While finding

My way,

To the only kind of

Recovery,

That would work

For me.

Born of God/Jehovah

As his daughter

And witness first,

A mission impossible

For ordinary humans,

To understand!

I was not born ordinary,

But rather

Extraordinary;

All the while

Losing everything,

To me

In physical and literal terms,

That would make it

Worth living,

At all!

But this challenge

Aside,

By and By

I declare,

1 thing

Could not be stopped

Could not be changed,

Like an Iron Rod

Born for its purpose,

For its time and place.

That I was born to write

So as I grew,

I continued to use

That pen in hand,

I've let my fingers flow

So the words of my testimony,

And our stories

Could still be written,

And shared

As it should be...

Oh,

Now

Let it be known,

How much

I thank-you,

Val

For being so real,

Video taping Everything

While I could only use,

A pen.

My heart hurts

So bad,

I really can't

Compile words,

That describes

Being treated,

Completely the opposite

To be denied,

One's childhood

Artistic desires!

Oh for the love

My Lord and God

Had for me,

No matter

My struggles and difficulties!

To believe in me so

And know that I would make it,

For the sake of both our souls.

Oh,

How much more

He could see,

About the place

You called,

Death!

In understanding why

He kept me away,

From everyone

A part of Hollywood,

Film and T.V. for so long!

Yes,

Some written words

Of history,

For which a record

There must be,

With meaningfulness

And purpose,

For the course

Of life,

That would

Take place,

Between two people

Whose stories,

Were far more important

And deeper,

Then anyone else

Could have known!

I'm crying

As I write these words,

Not knowing

When this journey ends:

As I bare it all alone

But still hold onto

The faith,

That we will

Meet,

Face to face

And embrace!

Where these words

Will then be,

A testament

Of truth and love,

That God can

Restore and heal;

Explaining

Our combined,

Outer body experience

Through this all!

I didn't need to be there

Witnessing, that place,

By car

Driving through it,

With you...

How much more

Do you think,

I would see

When adding in,

Where I've already been?

I've had little to no money

Most of my life,

I've had to fight

Scrape, Scratch

Claw and climb,

Every step...

up that ladder

Of learning and life,

In finding my way

My place in the world.

The making of my own

Destiny,

Accomplishing

What those others,

Said, could not be done!

My history in words

Mattered,

More than I ever knew

Because of You!

Making a movie

About being Stars,

While living it

apart;

It takes years

Of living it, in the moment,

And capturing

What of it you can,

When God, quite literally

Was the only person,

Who could see and understand

The movie(s) in the making,

Yes, the legacy of our works!

The tricky part

Has been the balance,

Through it all.

I didn't have the supports

Of others,

Through my years

No-one,

Was by my side

No hand outs,

No hand up

No one holding,

it at all!

I know nothing

About suburban life,

Backyard pools & BBQ's

Lavish parties,

Limos and such things!

(I'd probably have killed somebody who ate caviar in front of me, must be the Canadian in me.)

I can't understand

A life of ease,

Where there is always

Enough money,

For everything.

A bank account with savings, what's that?

A $10-$30 thousand dollar vacation

I couldn't fathom,

Wasting that much

Dime.

In my life

I just scramble,

And work so hard

To reach and live,

There...

Just to get by!

So I can continue

To grow and achieve,

The goals

One step at a time,

That makes me

The artist,

Whose voice, these words

Happen to be speaking,

For you and me!

There are so few

Who could understand,

That I would go mad

If I did not create;

The story of

Existence,

'The one we've told'

Each one,

Must be written!

I can't imagine

How this would have gone,

For the 2 of us

If I didn't use,

The Pen

The way that I do?

But as we know

My friend,

Because you did

Show yourself, to me,

And I to you

In understanding,

The other was there

Even if we didn't know where?

The grief and the weight

Of it all,

Held its place

In the silence,

For the crushing

Of our time:

Would we ever meet?

Oh how these words

Declare, 'I KNOW YOU'

The way that I do,

(Val)

Oh,

Bruce Wayne, of mine!

Time will stand still

In that place between us,

Where that story

Was never told;

No one can take that

From us,

For those words

Were only,

'Ours'

To behold!

Now you have

Helped me,

Be rest assured

That I will make it,

With this pen

In mind of you,

Flipping

Round and Round;

The one crossing

Between fingers,

Of 'OUR' World

Of words longed for,

In reaching the paper.

It was enough

To speak everything,

Between us which needed

To be conveyed:

It's all relevant

Over where I am,

Now!

And what I'm doing,

Pen in hand

Still moving across,

Every line of each page

Pouring out,

Into

All the books,

I write.

My 'half' of this story

And truth

My pain

Cries,

Worries

Love,

Sorrows

And joys!

This...

Is my Greatest comfort,

So I just want you

To know,

I will now

Pick up

Those cameras,

And learn how

To capture,

The ongoing story

On screens,

'Larger than life'

Really!

Yes,

Something, bigger

That what I can hold,

In the palm of my hand.

The story of both our lives

Continues,

And I am set

To learn how,

To finish

Accomplishing,

What you were

Given the blessing,

Of being able to do

While growing-up,

A part from me

What I was denied!

And so...

As you perfectly put

In your film,

'Val.'

Here will be

Where I end,

As the person

I am,

And 'You begin'...

The characters

Within me!

As I take my stand

With all my work,

On display

For everyone,

Everywhere

To see;

The evidence

Of our 2 lives,

And their true stories

Coming to life,

In performance

Through our collected

Work(s),

What we saw

As our personal,

Treasure(s)

And, yes...

Pieces of each other!

Here the magic

Will be witnessed,

That you

(Val)

Are not gone,

But 1

With the collective,

In and through me

Yes,

The Universe

Too...

And

With that,

God himself!

As you've always

Said,

Your Dream

Was right,

At Heaven's Gates;

I was holding out

My heart,

As you began

Your depart,

Without needing

To be in your will.

Oh,

My Batman...

Be Still!

It was Indeed

A Girl,

And opened arms

Of welcome,

That said...

"I LOVE YOU!"

written by,

Jennifer Cooley!