"manifestion" poems
find the answer, never despair, hold hope habitual
ritual
rright use learn of love of life
like cloned Poke'mons
in the movie, but rreal
first gentled by a feminine manifestion of Solomon's Jah,
that one. God. Wisdom is her domain, patience
does all her handiwork and
cares for her children,
in time.
Just in time,
each stitch,
each twist of the sweet grass, first lesson learned by
maids and lads alike,
braiding sweetgrass to tie us to the will to be a we,
I call you not servants,
but friends.
There was a wise man who saved a city, the equivalent
of saving civilisation,
these days;
and no one nor anybody knew his name,
only that he had made the peace.
"to manifest many sons, he said. I am one of them."
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 1:54 PM UTC
Your matter dissolves
Before my eyes,
Disclosing
To me a Paradise...
A refulgent pearl
Within a shell
Now liberated from
Its mundane cell.
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
Inside this dwelling.
Unimaginable joy.
Seeing through glass panes.
Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 7:19 PM UTC