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VxPoem ID: 35606
Posted: March 19th. 2009 2:37:42 PM
Age Group: Adult
That I could dream of being born
And yet be self-existent
Leaves cool confusion in my soul
From it, all things are equidistant
If I told you life was liquid
You'd only understand
If like raindrops pressing on the glass
A smile meets a hand in hand
No one sees it; It conforms
To the image of surrounding things
The human face, a washing wave
With the image of forgotten wings
When we stand afar our thoughts we hear
In the distant conversation
But which is true when we are near -
The real or its sensation?
Stop judging let all feelings blur
Become your guessing game
Stutter when you speak the word
And listen to your name
Its radiance begets the sky
Where each of us dream of the dawn
Its light woes, holds the darkness
Till sunrise half is stolen, gone...
Its sunset river merges
It gels metallic just the same
Like a single candle dancing
In a liquid drop of purple flame
Its dragon fever scourges
God rides upon our flesh
Our thoughts seem contradictory
Yet stir together, inter-mesh
They crash and fall together
How cool is its abyss
To see a thing, a thing at all
For there is nothing more than this...
No waking and no dreaming
All of them in the eye
Each stranger - friend - enchanted
In the blessed gaze of the passer-by
You shall not understand this pen
Nor tones that flow consistent
For you're as far from me as you
Your points of reference equidistant...
Someday you'll see your own things
Your own books on the shelf
In a whirlwind of near-mystery
Feel they belong to another Self
Someday you will be dancing
And watch yourself in the spin
For there is nothing but the eye
Creator laughing, locked within
No one motes this feeling
Its ruler forms the day
We conquer it for all our fears just so
We awe in its trembling way
Where footsteps stagger in the beams
Hands shield from blinding light
Humbled in the beauty
Still pressing toward another sight
This road of stars gives no resistance
Its pure and smooth as life that breathes
Where naked soul glides from thought's robe
Its length of form and sight unsheaths...
Look in this light, gaze in the glow
Melt and fall in the divine
Like the fruit that gives its skin up
To be stamped into one cup of vine
Taste its truth by harming not
Slip in space, silent existence
Such is life and all things
From this point on in equidistance.
Author's Location: Madison, Wisconsin
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