THROUGH THE RAIN
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The wind is pilot to the clouds dark and bruised and beetle-browed misty hands, each reaching out to knot the blindfold of my doubt. I danced a ballet with the leaves as shadows slept beneath the trees the branches draped themselves around wrapped with raindrops, gossamer gowns. Someday, someday, through the rain I think a love like lightning emancipating my remorse might strike the soul with vital force. 2. Heaven knows what occupies the arid streambeds of our minds places where the effervescence of Heaven's luminescence should fill the valleys of the soul, reflecting light that stirs the grass, revives the leaves, informs the buds, awakens seeds. Instead we smother in the dust, the dried out remnants of fantasies, the brittle stems and broken leaves of human remedies the dizzy pride and heavy stride of bent philosophies. Across the wires all I hear are cries that fall upon the ear like children heedless of the grace at which they jeer unconscious of the threads of time and destiny woven through the days and nights uncertain rhythms in our minds chaotic symphonies which deliver us to eventualities so that the unknown becomes known by the slow revelation of participation, the expansion of experience the practical magic of results axiomatic flowing from truth autocratic. 3. What is, is not enough for me nor you, I think we can agree. Uncertainties, regrettably form arduous adversities. Why must we pretend to be unbaffled by realities briefly harmonized, it seems but raveling out in darkest dreams? Existing where existence crawls from faultlessness to fatal flaws between transcendence and despair the doubt of souls in disrepair wherein a silent testament without our least acknowledgement announces to the world at large the fault lines in the heart of hearts. Before the sun sets let me gaze across a scenery ablaze with light transforming every stone each flake and rock, each crag its own dimension of rare symmetry expressive of a momentary glory which can only rise when we observe with humble eyes. |