The Valley of the Shadow of Death
The desert breaks each man open,
at the crossing of dunes-
Where the sun sets,
God enters
violently, for survival
to begin
without water
without shelter
without raiment
without poison
each man
with his mind only
crosses sunsets to find freedom,
first in the self,
then from the body
in wandering,
the contemplation
begins/ends
first with understanding:
you are mortal,
death is one moment,
only the life you are living
is what you have left
save it, save it, save it
empowered you move:
onward to education,
others love you,
you are not alone
you affect all the living
life is about giving
back
you regret, you regret, you regret
past decisions: they do not matter
once you move onward,
the feet keep moving,
in experience
is pain;
scorching sky
sand burning alive,
but strive to see beyond
hardship,
in an ocean of gold,
you are floating, transcending
pain is the colour of being
alive-
so appreciate it, so appreciate it, so appreciate it
but don't venerate it,
cherish the self
together with nature,
both selfish, unselfish
embrace paradox
alone, unalone,
aesthetic, unaesthetic,
life is chaos, later arranged
by the mind,
but also unity, it is perfect
your immorality, is not a flaw
but ego, others fear you will not love,
learn respect,
laws find common ground
with animals,
but man evolves moving
towards, all means
lead to end-
thus evolve with language
break to create again,
so the law prolongs
humanity
you will follow, and lead, you will follow, and lead, you will follow, and lead
make mistakes, others will
rely on them, for evolution
it is our way,
to embrace humanity
while it exists,
but fear not, one's life is a gift
it is precious,
no calamity can break you down,
but rather squeeze, making jewels
your eyes, seeing only jewels,
creating only jewels
your mistakes are beauty, your mistakes are beauty, your mistakes are beauty
only when you embrace,
morality, love, pain,
in all law, all error,
before only body, raw
as the cactus you clutch
prickle, no aestheticism,
only survival,
preserve your body
as a tool
for shaping jewels
preserve, and shape, preserve, and shape, preserve, and shape
the sun sets,
beyond the dunes,
now
no turning back,
the road will guide you
back to civilization,
back to the wild,
back to survival,
where the mind opens,
and God enters in.
Copyright © Ph.D Volo Von Wolfenstein | Year Posted 2011
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