[Hey…]
I…caught a thought today.
Wait–it was a floating question.
No, it captured me.
Oh! Haunted me it did.
Lumps of living clay.
Daily erode and yearly grow old.
Sparkling drops of rain,
Momentarily seen yet forever felt.
What are they?
“Humans,” one says.
Ahh! You myopic fool—
BE GONE, GONE!
Let me contemplate!
Using that blinded faculty—
That “all” uniting gift.
Collating truths to unity,
The glimpse of divine singularity--
[The nourishment we truly seek!]
I need–visceral descriptions.
So–spare me your intuition.
Explain to me his machinations.
Is he safe? harmful?
Do they deserve pity?
This race...betrothed to suffering.
Indeed, are assailed by misery--
The very language of reality!
Or should they...ROT?
Myself a catalyst to that end.
A cannibal with no restraint.
[“Like society already is.”]
Do they merit kindness?
Their souls a flame–
A dancing breeze…
Like a lover’s touch,
Do they…shiver your spleen?
Oh, so much—much to say.
This lover’s gaze carries me away.
Alas, like a seductress–
She leads me astray.
The premises shift,
My conclusion is in flux.
So...I boldly leave understanding!
NOW! help me, clarity.
Answer me:
“What is man that you are mindful of him?”
I turn above,
T0 the ONE's abode.
Tucked behind the veil.
Ever present, though slyly hidden.
A glimpse---you merely felt.
If I knock at your door....
Will you answer?
Will you not deliver?
Wont you help a sinner?
Hear my despair-
For my bones ache--
They cry when I'm awake.
At night--my fancies break.
I am done with this world—
A community of crocodiles…
Isolate, shall I?
Maybe play the game?
No, still lie...
[Just sit and observe]
Suddenly–A laugh explodes.
Heaven’s choir…they chuckle!!!
A light draws me in--
That...a face I see?
A bearded man arrayed--
Royal garment galore.
HE looks at me–a sigh
Hands-to-face, HE cackles.
A secret smile...
A mischievous scuffle.
His right hand awakes—
A COMMAND OF SILENCE
—
Creation ceasing its groan.
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This reminds me of love,
Here is a description:
A melody--escaping her lips...
Like a strum of honey.
Like the sound of beauty...
The taste of an affectionate touch!
Oh, Arabian nights--
your pleasures cannot compare
Your base and wanton---yes,
Decays....
In the face of
A true lover's gaze
A love we all seek--
Detached from God,
Yet still unique.
But now I must leave,
For this love is of a different kind.
Now back I go,
To my heavenly retreat!
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Listen....he is speaking:
“You see what I go through…”
"The question that frustrates infinity!"
"Perplexing my omniscience---
A puzzle with no end."
“Do you feel what I tell you?"
"You---flesh of my flesh..."
"You...my decaying-essence"
“My son, don't separate yourself.”
“They remind me of YOU.”
Blinded we be by our perfection-
Till the stench penetrates---
Waking our conscience.
“Well, since you ask—
I am much obliged to answer."
“Human, thy name is paradox.”
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