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“Something Beautiful” 

Something beautiful befell my eyes
yet inside the silent child,
The Unheard, loudly cries 
ugly turn away, 

I hear it,

it cries in the mirror,
turn me away -
it cries, yet I am that I am forthright in all its states
and I am to you evermore and nearer waiting by the gate

and I heard that heart say 
that tooth fairy should never have came,
and I saw inside that One’s eye the strength
of two mirrors reflecting each to the other known names

two stand tall, just the same
black and white white and black 
dissolving each into the other, same brushstrokes 
in the blood and bleeding in the tempered water 

ippitsuryu
hitofude ryuu
one stroke not so different
unending fierce and soft

one unbroken brushstroke
we are just the same
 
yet, the clearness of
holy waters change
day and night 
night and day

this must occur 
to paint a story
that translates 
cracked dna

bleeding 
like a carrier 
yolked liked blood 
like ink bled upon a white page

tears colour the story 
crimson leaves
falling on common ground
a beautiful war bleeds, 

just the same
as it was then,
just the same
it is now

our lives leap apart 
on different roads
unseen the unthinkable
on common grounds

the mysterious 
journey to be found
the mysterious 
journey back into ourselves

yet, we are still unstill 
in this world, in uetero 
like twins turning 
away from each the other 

a puzzle 
to come back together
first must be cracked 
and torn worlds apart, asunder

our black muddied inside 
now uncontained 
and looking to shine, merges eagerly 
in the flow it slides like oil

brisque as lightening 
our lives are written 
within the love electric 
quickening onto new canvas 

within that tone
imprint you and I 
full lit as one, mirrored,
full circle, ying and yang

we live under same canopy of sky
the colour beautiful and unknown
descends upon us in low lying cloud
to lift us up as if in ascension

as much as we try 
to ignore the matrix 
of that strange grimoire’s eye
we are here in this place still breathing

magnetic unpullable apart
the myth unstill calls inside

the heart consumed
in its seeded home
in reflection acquieces
and allows the brutalised to speak

kingdoms come
and kingdoms go
true home is found 
in the central place -

we avoid but know;

flourishing within 
the mirrored point 
of one continuous stroke
night and day day and night

light and dark dark and light
within that singularity
is the place of truest sight
well-hidden internal eternal

claps back 
the real beauty
 
cats cradled 
complex and tangled up 
something beautiful
is discovered

in that central place
the place we avoid, but know
the heart
of darkest night

that place 
we dare not go


Candide Diderot. ‘25 
gvlm
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