angelic auras dance through heaven
as death's dark glance
awakens feeling
tender cold touch
of quickly fading reality
of what hope is there
in disintegration
captivated by poetry
hints of immortality
not in it for the money
or material satisfaction
for that too,
is,
disintegration
oh then where
is peace to hold
please don't pretend
you've found the gold
i've been to church
the temple too
and in them i've found
nothing true
None can live
with fading hope
oh the atheist lies
with life
she can't cope
transcend the planes
life's labels fly away
lost in mara, or hade's aura
find me here
a head in the clouds
I lost my identity
of fading mist
I met a monk, of Vedic law
I met a Christian who knew it all
I met a man who lived for wealth
and a nun of repressed desire
now here I stand
in non-belonging
though in this place,
i've found...
my real belonging
May 27, 2017
May 27, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC
angelic auras dance through heaven
as death's dark glance
awakens feeling
tender cold touch
of quickly fading reality
of what hope is there
in disintegration
captivated by poetry
hints of immortality
not in it for the money
or material satisfaction
for that too,
is,
disintegration
oh then where
is peace to hold
please don't pretend
you've found the gold
i've been to church
the temple too
and in them i've found
nothing true
None can live
with fading hope
oh the atheist lies
with life
she can't cope
transcend the planes
life's labels fly away
lost in mara, or hade's aura
find me here
a head in the clouds
I lost my identity
of fading mist
I met a monk, of Vedic law
I met a Christian who knew it all
I met a man who lived for wealth
and a nun of repressed desire
now here I stand
in non-belonging
though in this place,
i've found...
my real belonging
