Clearer Perspective
wish, as the day coincides with night,
to remember the grandeur of the invisible,
splendid clash of the gods--
no more of the uneasiness
that creepeth unto the soul
to purify the slow emanation
of the human code we hold so dear.
The nearness we remember
as time forces our cerebral departure
from the light crossing the bridge of memory
through the sludge of mucky, dark desire:
Up through the bubbling mass of quicksand,
the eloquence of arrival back
to our cellular embryonic heritage
has made us a wiser,
enlightened dancer of the circular realm.
to remember the grandeur of the invisible,
splendid clash of the gods--
no more of the uneasiness
that creepeth unto the soul
to purify the slow emanation
of the human code we hold so dear.
The nearness we remember
as time forces our cerebral departure
from the light crossing the bridge of memory
through the sludge of mucky, dark desire:
Up through the bubbling mass of quicksand,
the eloquence of arrival back
to our cellular embryonic heritage
has made us a wiser,
enlightened dancer of the circular realm.
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