a poem

Mar 11, 2003 11:15


Gnosis



I want to know the mouth of creation
Steal kisses on it in hopes of light
As it swallows my tongue in madness and lust
Till there is nothing left but a river of tears

All shine
Light divine
Passion unfolding

Images dance on the river’s flesh
Moving, flowing, writhing in the motion of life
Over the field of thought and the
Vivisection of my ego, I hear you
Echoing “come closer, come closer
Drown inside me, give me your deaths”

Atomize me
Let loose and dissolve the
Pearl within you

In the yolk of union
Reflection becomes my sight
And the sun overhead is no more
Vision becomes manifest
I am that ball of fire, burning
Silent and strong in the
Heavens, a soul-beacon
Echoing “come closer, come closer
Dance with me, give me your deaths”

Always burning
Light unfolding
Passion bursting

The universe in this way was created.
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