Open Poetry #31 |
First and Last Mystery |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Within a great limbo of light, the soul sleeps So bright this vessel, more deafening then any candle speaks Beginning of all things, in a cauldron of mysticism Receptacle eggs, speaking from a Mount of Elations Extending deep into the Fish Men of ancient worlds The ground professor crosses over the threshold Where enigmatic shapes translate miraculous imagination Housed in temple complexes throughout the ancients Lives the loving tree of days, maypole of Jacob’s Hierarchy Performance of hearing perceptive sparks that generate Essence of authentic truth, like an fragment splitting Exploding authentic forces, divine progressions pivoting Creed affirmations of experienced conduit Not merely a conception but within an specious mindful Awaits riddles of treasures, claimed evolution within Dogma becomes intoxicated with the talking stream Drinking nature links us to naked duality Molecular divine grouping Where in womanly nature reflects the dweller Joining two, greeting us with poetic images of behavior The seed of humankind eternally lives Soft tissue in red earthenware of the great invisible spirit Vast silence that is incomprehensible, prevailing bishop Laid barren yet, birthing many sons of the Grail Life eternal, an introduction with identity Thoughts of my soul find such dramatic personae My identical one, where we perceive the golden era Three amen’s and to the places they expand Unequal measure of its cosmic equivalent The entire sphere hears a melody of atoms |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Wow...!!! Eric |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
I am humbled by your talent! Magnificent writing! Grover. |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Not exactly a light afternoon read, maybe i'll come back when my brain is working better--lol. Well done. I'll think of it as Darwin meets Falwell. Cheers, J There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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