Omniscient.
Impotent.
All seeing, all knowing
Into nothing
Nothing fertile.
The lonely cello
Wandering
When the angry wolf
You tried to tame
Lunged for your ear
And took your finger instead
Be grateful to not be dead
Down there
You were already hurting
Before your anger.
Alternately don't
Impose your topography
On another.
Expand beyond your finger tips.
Outstretched
Open up
To where your
Greatest wisdom
Is not knowing
The music you heard
Is climbing
Through shadows
Muffled at first
Now with acuity
Everything is there
For you to listen for
Omniscient,
In your grace.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 3:09 AM UTC
Omniscient.
Impotent.
All seeing, all knowing
Into nothing
Nothing fertile.
The lonely cello
Wandering
When the angry wolf
You tried to tame
Lunged for your ear
And took your finger instead
Be grateful to not be dead
Down there
You were already hurting
Before your anger.
Alternately don't
Impose your topography
On another.
Expand beyond your finger tips.
Outstretched
Open up
To where your
Greatest wisdom
Is not knowing
The music you heard
Is climbing
Through shadows
Muffled at first
Now with acuity
Everything is there
For you to listen for
Omniscient,
In your grace.
