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Eros
The sublime chorus of voices Bring out a shamanistic praxis, With brevity displayed, With bravery supported. How do you dance with your own destiny When you are betwixt and between? It becomes a sequence of inwardness, And askesis of the will, It manifests itself in resistance As a precursor to a life-long battle, And great wonders of exceptions And concessions we allow in life. I evade the ambivalent truths With passion of a prophet, And may I be I with a touch of divine, Every time, And time again, As a fable of life, and of death. And may I be I, a particle of truth, An instance of Self-indiscretion that is opaque in eloquence But transparent in stanzas Of the living whether it’s challenging or ecstatic. Reincarnate weeping of the Eros Is an indication of a grim future, Hissing whispers of a serpent Tell of it in the depths of azure oceans, Passing the message onto the sirens Who surface in the shades of willow trees, And may I be I as I watch them efflorescing To the most phantasmic beauty That makes the living free, And the Eros alive and well.
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