November 6, 2008
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Big Bang Prayers
I live
in moments that mark me and mine
by immerseIn my measure
as always a dynamic balance
of relative scalesNot absolutes
static and ponderous but a mobility
wedded to transienceA loose define
yet..in essence a better reflection
of nature’s innate continuityA sensibility limited
sadly…to only an evolved capacity
to savor and comprehendThe immediate
concerns…partly yet purposefully blind
to present…today’s giftsAs roving eyes
one with roots mining past experience…versus
another tugged…by fresh promiseA youthful temptress
adept at nourishing my vintage roots…of disquiet
chaos and confusionAn ethereal vortex
spun out… by ambition and focus…birthing
a tickling curiosityForever…milking perceptions
for supportive ‘facts’ to huddle and cling to
for protective motheringOf thoughts expressed…feeding
hunger and denial in ones rebellion for truths
taking shapes…in a poets poetrySoulful cries
often unheard amidst the blind…lament and celebration
of worded outreach…strainingTo grasp impossibles
dreams…that touch hopefully…worshipped Gods
by holding a torch…to distant starsA galeatic spin
apparent only in lonely distancing…or virtual faith
cyclically diminishing or expanding spaceDrawn to drown …now
and forever…in big black holes…craving absolution
in super-scalar seductionBy outer beauty
an attractive fire…obscuring inner turmoils surrender
that all of substance…gravitate toAs personal space
be swallowed whole by longings crushing embrace
loosing all…to ‘singularity’…a goalFor final solace
seeking sweet release…of all consciences to the ultimate
high of ecstasy…in oblivion
