The Prodigy
Her thoughts were like a great machine
Driven by a force of unlimited potential
Reactive responses tempered to produce such diversity
Each image a symbol that armed her mind to Manipulation
The winds of puberty recently passed
Bringing with it a cruel mimicry and argued caution for
Sensations of the body that allured and called for attention
She walked a delicate edge at such a young age
Her words now always outlined in Overreaching Brilliance
Rich consciousness displaying Minutiae of Observation
That expressed great energy of sophistication and a Circle Sense
That All Life is Interconnected and in Service of All Other Life
So many ideas began to spring from nothing –
On one side the cold hand of mortality
On the other the nurturing rustle of warm colors
Snared by Destiny and shocked into Deep Understanding
She saw the world as not nice
Yet split with a duality that offered such beauty –
Wisdom and valor and justice and prayer
Hold back the darkness in a grip of steel
“What senses do we lack that we are so oblivious
Of another world singing all around us?”
Tears pressed tautly for escape beneath her closed lids
As Supreme Notions and Designs came unbidden
From a place beyond places…
– That which submits Ultimately Rules –
– A gift is a blessing For the Giver –
– Leadership is not revealed Without Conflict –
– The Wisest know what They Do Not Know –
– Prevailing over others is strength – Prevailing Over the Self is Greatness…
– Erasing desire Brings Peace –
– Life is not a mystery to solve – but rather a Reality to be Experienced….
Profound impressions kept coming on and on and she wept for futility –
For who could she tell…
Copyright © Terrence Polcari | Year Posted 2016
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