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KOMOREBI
Pushing dense bush walking in pathless forest
under tree canopy, continuous.
At dawn sun rays penetrating at best,
torching dark tunnel , making luminous.
Sunbeams filtered by leaves and foliage
interplaying sheen and shade to astound.
Komorebi cast on dappled image
forming lovely lattice on forest ground.
Komorebi caused by leaf lamina.
Pretty patterns to adorn forest floor.
Sunlight is sieved by leafage patina.
Wonder and dreams of sunbeam to adore.
Morn glow of Komorebi ! End of night.
Dark shadowed tunnel on opacity,
finding flash of thin shafts of twinkled light.
Profound pure pristine tranquility .
When sunlight shines through tree in environ
Contrast of light and shadow to receive
on re-energised radiant ion,
Komorebi to charm at morn and eve.
Don't cover me with a mantle of glitter
For a circus parade that flaunts
A pretentious kaleidoscopic dream,
Where I am tricked to enchant an audience
Paying hard-earned bills while I roll on a tyke--
Or use my ivory as decor for varnished tables,
Chests and even antique inlays on narra beds:
And my furry skin you peel, turn into
Stilettos, even haute- couture labels designed
Only for those vain magnates...how impertinent!
I am the spirit of the wild forest,
The towering giant of peace on a roam
Where my ears listen to children's fables
As they mount on my back through a landscape
Bathed in night's purple glow... a mystique
Setting a ride into a dazzled starlight,
While we strut away, unmindful of how
dense mankind can be in this journey
Soothed by fresh murmuring of a breeze...
If I were an elephant, let me rock, indulge
On a sacred place made innocent
By the gods who created playful, grassy trails.
For Rob Carmack's Screwed XV1 Contest
Submitted 3/01/2017
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Originally Written 12..13..2016
Fireflies with green heads and purple eyes
Mysterious insects that illuminate our skies
We watch as they glow to attract a mate
Beautiful creatures they float in air like lakes
They live for a few weeks in summertime
Vision they have is great with five eyes
They are nocturnal yes sleeping during day
In grass or dense plants or burrowing away
It’s a mystery to me how they light up
Just as you and me do seeking love
Their light emitting chemical bright as star
Attracts a mate and grace from God’s heart
Little floating mystery with such a beautiful light
Eating nectar creating a perfect peace at night.
Time divides the line,
We define the ride,
Coinciding with the Divine,
Colliding atoms combine,
Creating the outline,
The vibrations shine,
Aligned perfectly,
Reflecting colors in a design,
Collecting together intertwined,
Winding through space,
Finding a dense place,
Playing chase with particles,
Articulating a form,
The normal procedure,
Reality's best feature,
As we build our creature,
The teacher of this experience,
Experimenting with existence,
Measuring distance in increments,
Continuing to make imprints,
Each instant forever embossed,
No moment is ever lost,
Reach across your limits,
Admit you created it,
Sit within an open mind,
You'll find time open wide,
Dividing the line,
Between now and the Divine.
Tech giants politicans; appeals for better.'
Wars forever, viral illness's? Spotlight
Points ( bit-ch-ing and snitching ) througout
The joint..physical-virtual... Less or more?
Peace the biggie.' Billions sent..Oh no that was to (the wars) do pardon my false invent.? YES..Stay sane and sober, and sans a view.' Well outside of the ordered one.? Whats the truth.? Well a ( five letter word') that can cause much offense.' You know it could even provoke a war.? Now don't be so dense...Its all about freedoms.'
And celebrating the past.' Where they can
Stay.' Ya know peace never lasts.' There are
Some really bad people.' Or so the government said ( dictators and perpetrators ) but i thought they were dead.?
And the then the 'eu' backed ukraine.' And the us was with them? Then they were protecting
Greenland and the USA was not a friend.?
And putin is he still evil.? Why all the mess.?
When there are such well placed leaders.'
Its getting beyond me i must confess.)
"Time in nature soothes my soul's lovely wild."
- Angie-Weiland Crosby
Trees mirrored in the clear lake water
stand tall against the backdrop of mountains,
Clouds have touched their summits,
even as a sunburnt peak peeks through,
With a golden glow, sunrays shimmer
over the sheen of still water,
Green shrubs make way for a dense forest behind them,
A cuckoo calls out somewhere, as if in invitation,
even as other birds join in with their varied arias,
Morning greetings can't be sweeter than this,
The day is lovely, and jade shadows beckon,
Would you join me for a walk in the woods...?
02.23.2022
Darkness cursed the Earth and all there in
A blackness so dense concealing every piercing scream
Multitudes huddled in groups scattered on little fragments of land
As the Earth’s crust began to boil, under the feet of the damned
Burning flesh and sulphur filled the air
Causing the multitude to curse and swear
Some leap into the molten lava hoping they would die
Only to find they are alive as they sizzle and fry
Loved ones watch helpless waiting for their turn as they cry
As the earth’s crust gradually melts the people on the edge fall in
Grasping desperately at others to prevent the inevitable painful din
Burning trees heavily laden with human fruits
Surrender and collapse for they no longer have roots
Animals feral with pain and hunger
Rip flesh in their last effort to survive from the weak and the younger
Their end is a beginning of a new world
Of the pain and suffering for the blood they have spilled
The smoke concealed by the darkness denying it to pollute the sky
As the darkness hides their screams not allowing them to die...
Make the mind a sea
And see :
How its surface tosses in suffering
And the tormented waters dive deep
Searching intensely a place to rest in peace.
Make the mind a sea
And see :
How life crumbles into shards of dark doubts
Piling up in sinking meaningless heaps
Looking desperately for a boat to float in hope.
Make the mind a sea
And see :
How the mind in the core becomes calm and cool,
Becomes the dense silence of the deep sea
And rests in the tranquil fold of the universal soul.
Make the mind a sea
And see :
How the enlightened life pulsating in rhythm
With the rolling waves of the open sea
Joins the cosmic dance of joy in ecstasy.
Make the mind a sea
And see :
How it becomes free.
All I knew was pain
The way a fall bruised torn leg remained
Intact back together again
I stand
No crutches to hold
Affirmative message made morals to grow
not related
Generated
Injections made whole
Inserting manufactured drugs FDA protested and sold
Bold laced given mysteries
Blindsided consumers greed
Elevated markets crash dummy dense
Signals back washed make no sense
Now nothing created something else
Revealed dusted books left on a shelf
Stand back hold tight pull back design
Masqueraded missiles fly in the sky
Lost power tried again
Frame regained new mission the games changed
Quo Vadis Domine?
Where are you going Lord through dust of stars breathing in the cosmic void,
through abandoned cathedrals full of prayers petrified in knees of stone,
through the shadows of your light that blinds seers with pupils of intense azure,
where do you flee on the winding road that leads nowhere through the desert of the heavens?
I saw you in the icon erased by tears of sweet and salty cream,
in the garden of frozen time where flowers await their eternity in suspension,
on your vertical cross raised toward the skies beyond human understanding,
in your red wine that intoxicates the awakening of prophets who hear only silence!
Your transparent blood flows through veins of marble cold as ancient ice,
wearing your crown of thorns sharp as blades of black and shining obsidian,
where are you going Lord through the infinite desert of loneliness populated by echoes,
through the world of your mortal man who dissolves in each moment that passes?
I heard your silent footsteps resonating in the deep darkness of the moonless night,
on your narrow path that forks toward nowhere and everywhere simultaneously,
carrying your heavy cross made from the dense matter of the ancestral cosmos,
where do you flee Lord remaining always somewhere in your exile without destination?
I search for you through the complicated labyrinth of the single road that branches forever,
in your ruined cathedral built from bricks of air and pulverized stones,
in the empty altar covered with unspilled sacrifices of your ancient blood of millennia,
where are you going Lord through my heart that beats in your infinite vastness?
Quo vadis in the azure of intense dawn when morning is born from darkness,
through your gate opened to the garden of Eden lost in its own labyrinths,
with your hands full of deep wounds that carry infinity in palms of man,
where are you going Lord when all roads lead to you in concentric circles?
I baptized with burning tears my question that howls in your deserted temple,
after your icon that fades in each gaze that sees too deeply,
in our world where souls dance petrified in their eternal waiting,
quo vadis Domine through the endless ocean of your being that fills the universe?