DAVID : Sculpture : Michelangelo: Florence : 1501
“Sweet is my sleep, but more to be mere stone,
so long as ruin and dishonour reign ;
to bear nought, to feel nought, is my great gain ;
then wake me not, speak in an undertone !”
Michelangelo, Sculptor in Rome
_________
• DAVID •
in your FULL beauty you stand
erect vulnerable
completely exposed +
naked in confidence
= strengthened
simplicity ///
in MIGHTY surrender to
ALL that exists
fearlessly stating :
“You may judge
I judge you not”
we long to touch your
exuding unmatrixed
divine warrior proportions
to turn your head
enter your ____ irises
yet already we are One
with your curls and ripples
our meridians flowing
~ ~>> with yours through neck
fingers muscular
to god-rope torso
as we watch for nervous
twitches
there is none
will You allow us to merge
with your exposed mysticism ?
a lioness masculinity
or is your aperture message :
seek your own from
whence I’ve come
to hence I ______ j o u r n e y >>> •••
climax your own odes ! OODDES
your stature of perfection
graced by aquiline nose
madonna lips _________ b a r e l y
perceptible indignation
bends not to our
unevolved stare of
A. W. E.
as we wonder that
we too contain all
your agape ~
flawless in p r e s e n t a t ION
of *****sapiens
S
A
PIEnS
what do you EXPRESS but
potential incarnate
an undeniable trust in ***** impossibilities ***
*
that is yeT to be
created in form from
infinite f o r m l e s s n e s s
appearances from WILL
TO BE
not any whisper or
S I. L. E. N. C. E. gives justice
to delicate throbbing of
our blood as it ~ invisible ~
moves o u t of pores into
your carrara stone
Beingness of audience em
bra
CEs
your limbs divinely carved
we eNter Presence of your
MASTER ——— simultaneously
entering his CREATOR’s H e a r t ¥
to melt into marble
forever unified with
all elevated elements
both Heaven and Earth
GOD + man-woman %
grateful humility are
our concrete *utterances*
we are enabled to OFFER :
MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI
magnitudinal Sculptor
DoB : 6.3.1475
DieD : 1564
who tread the path of
sacrificial expression
eating bread and onion
for days on end, suffer
ING
in artistic mastery
flat on back
making w
A
y
for those
who followed and are ///
t o c o m e
_____ & @ £ %
we stumble in stupor
e n t r a n c e d
awed to coffee cups
grinding us back to
our own piece of cake
P E A C E D
a forward moving
?? orchestra ??
we >>>> continue to
fit-fix our own human JIg
Saws
erroneously
misaligned
SALUTing statue and
SculPtoR in
R O M E
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Copyright © Ghairo Daniels | Year Posted 2025
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