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Jul 2013
Revelations

I must let the evil escape to nowhere and stay there forever and forget about those sad souls in their dark foolishness
Then the flower can grow and drink in the suns wonderful madness while the limiting weeds lay withered and forgotten
and finally i shall grow up to the sky in body and heart will shine anew good with petals for all to see
Shedding the dark oppressive skins that weigh me down and breathe a foul air on those i love
Seraphim will be akin to me and i will be the void that joins all peoples
finally my dreams spring from my head and become as real as the thoughts of others we cannot control
i find the strength from within like an old long-lost friend, loved and forgotten until the needs arise again for its foundations to lift my feet
The joining of sun and moon will find the boy with the black velvet smile gazing at the undeniable truth as the weak break the bonds and become strong
The hour hand dips in favor of those who see it with calm eyes as the minute hand races like a new born spirit across the universes dial

for it is i who have bonded my own chains and branded my own heart but now the hand of folly and chains becomes the hand of healing and the voice of wonder-mad free singing voicesΒ Β 
That spirit, the holder of truths in its majestic eyes that holds the choices and equilibriums, the answers and the questions to begin with, that final step. I have chased it along the streets and rooftops of that place only so rarely catching and grasping it before it breaks away and the chase of wills begins again.
those light moments when its tail i so rarely grasped vanishes around that corner and down the distant
road,
So i gaze round it and...

And the road with the beckoning hand shows the way and each step gives more and more to the brave foot that walks into the clarifying light of Revelation
Something I wrote years ago in a byronic fit which is a big flaming metaphor and not really a poem, if it interests you....
Rory Herd
Written by
Rory Herd  Dunedin, New Zealand
(Dunedin, New Zealand)   
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