Be not my altarpiece.
You are no ritual implement
with which I commit
religion.
You are given
(of and by yourself)
to
(no cherub or elf but)
a being
(human)
this feeling
(this numen)
Free as any altarpiece
found alone on seascape vistas
far away from
the clamor of symbols
Be not my leader nor acolyte,
we've too many paces to walk tonight,
for you not to be by my side.
I'll settle for no projection.
No, I'll settle not at all;
for the fall is slow,
and I'm caught like
so many motes,
so much dust
suspended in your transparency
Dancing.
Be not my altarpiece.
You breathe in your sleep
too sweetly
to be anything other than
this moment
(as it repeats me)
Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
Be not my altarpiece.
You are no ritual implement
with which I commit
religion.
You are given
(of and by yourself)
to
(no cherub or elf but)
a being
(human)
this feeling
(this numen)
Free as any altarpiece
found alone on seascape vistas
far away from
the clamor of symbols
Be not my leader nor acolyte,
we've too many paces to walk tonight,
for you not to be by my side.
I'll settle for no projection.
No, I'll settle not at all;
for the fall is slow,
and I'm caught like
so many motes,
so much dust
suspended in your transparency
Dancing.
Be not my altarpiece.
You breathe in your sleep
too sweetly
to be anything other than
this moment
(as it repeats me)
