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David R Jun 2022
sweet soul, tell me your secrets,
let me enter your inner shrine.
what do you crave for if you could reach it?
can i tempt you with bread and wine?

what is your form, if i could see it?
how do you appear in heaven?
your inner essence - can you teach it?
are you neutral or pervading leaven?

I can be purified or debased,
my form depends on the way you face,
your actions and your thoughts and speech
clothe me as a shirt and breech


my cast in heaven can only appear
according to the way you adhere,
so though from place of light am i,
from highest source beyond the sky,
a part of G-d, of divinity,
my form depends 'pon your affinity.


so look at yourself with eyes of steel,
wherein your energy? where your zeal?
according to your constant practice,
is my mien 'fore celestial justice.


I turn away from inner counsel,
bewildered by the truth,
my soul appears 'fore divine council
as rascal, lout, uncouth.
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#lout
David R Jun 2022
granite 'n marble, pearl-cream boulders,
flanked by crocus 'n daffodil,
the silent rows of soulless soldiers
marking time where time stands still.

onyx-green and turquoise slate
mark a start, the door, the gate
the end from place o' fluid potential
escape from 'things' inconsequential

i gently touched a tomb head-stone
warm as ice and cold as bone,
felt the heart that gave a quiver
as it stood on banks of river

river flowing in place eternal
veiled by secret shadows infernal
wading through the waters o' night
i found myself in a place of light

'step back', i heard, 'return to life',
'return to place of trouble and strife',
'lay neck down for human slaughter,
meld as one with Divine Daughter'.

'though your world is bitter black
and men are blind to light they lack,
though sky appears forever grey,
your world decadent, 'n place o' decay.'

'though your heavens be overcast,
your sighing troubles everlast,
not in the heavens is G-d to be found,
but in that darkness, in the ground.'

'this secret be not understood
till you're placed in cask of wood,
but then, my son, 'twill be too late
to return to place beyond this gate.'

'take this panacea in your hand,
use it on your return to land,
this knowledge that G-d is to be found
in earthly world to which you're bound.'

'for in the darkness, in the shell,
in that cry of living hell,
is the primordial light that fell,
He Whom you seek, there doth He dwell.'
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#panacea
David R Jun 2022
the celibate never married
yet had both spouse and kid
from spouse incessantly harried
till from his children hid
in dread of marriage dorm
perfunctorily duty perform'd
as allied with the grinning elf
he decried the hand he held
in that sumptuous loss of self
as the two as one did meld
he suppressed his soul vocation
in slim excuse of procreation
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#meld, vocation, perfunctory, decry, sumptuous
David R Jun 2022
world exists soft cheese in crumble
society shifts a world in shamble
each in fear of the neighbour
opinion is the modern sabre
David R Jun 2022
all around is murky water
children sectioned for the slaughter
gone is truth, gone simplicity,
rare the jewel of authenticity

we live in world that champions strength
tread on the weaker, ignore the stench,
laugh at fidelity, those with sincerity,
trample theosophy, arrogate authority

two thousand years back wise men sighted
in their writings, prediction inscribed,
the head and face of generation
like a dog of no veneration

and, within, beats heart of gloom
longs for rest inside of tomb
'scape from all-engulfing shadow
end the running, end the show
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#arrogate, fidelity
David R Jun 2022
beyond this world of make-believe -
far above this world of sorrow -
where the hearts of grown men grieve
blind to see the hope of morrow

in green plains, in the meadow
where the rivers four do meet
where the sun shines, source of shadow,
drenching yellow fields of wheat

there i met my true beloved
saw him with the eyes that see
saw him bless a world corroded
bless a race that's lost at sea

and there i stumbled 'pon the sighing
'pon the tears that bitter be
salty tears of his crying
flowing to a deep blue sea

there they mingled and embraced
with the tears of the dying,
the faults of man, of souls debased,
souls of men that lost hope trying.

kissed those tears that bitter be,
became as one in bluest sea,
carried those souls in his embrace,
carried those souls to highest place

to the palace of Messiah
soared distillate of pariah
turned from darker than the night
sweetened to the brightest light

as the essence of omnipresent
turned the bitterness evanescent
turned the bitterness opalescent
the shine of sun in moon-like crescent
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#evanescent
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