Spirits of the Nations
They say
spirits abide upon another plane
reside the other side of a universal rift
shifting in the lightness of ethereal heirs;
I aver
the eidols spare us leave, sidling aside
us when we least expect, but need;
on sacred ground death lady
parses time imprinting on
our minds aspects of
life - more death,
we are inclined
put off put off put off, until a drifting paradigm
pushes all the while onto a place where sanity is
faced, displaced or graced;
The cadence
in the aftermath movement imparts
both rhythm and mood the denouement;
drums and dancers' bells beat a semblance
evolution, born to rise and fall with emotion,
musician's imbued with ancient spirit's strength
wending all around earth bound integumental husk.
Categories:
parses, spiritual,
Form: Verse