With love and gratitude to Flloyd Brown
Distillate
In most high places
unexpected graces
purified essence
dreary distillate.
The skies swollen
with my disgust
the earth crackling precipices
ground under my feet Desolate.
A vast nothingness
opening maws terrific
the walls around my heart secreting despair.
the grindstone of fate beckoning nether
Crushes mere ruses
crushed defeated heart
held out as offering
to sacrificed idols of dust.
Serendipitous happenstance I chanced upon your writ
my reluctance naught as change was wrought
changeling within the enigma enraptured
Returned to point of innocent origin
Kiss of the true king
Holy most seraphim enlightened blessing
I was twice born again
rebirth through his testing
My Teacher my master
in tears lessons learnt
I am here thus renewed.
Here am I Aaras created by you
Everlasting life darkness dazzling disallowing blinders
Incision of pain mercilessly kind
amorous amazing mortifying grace
sublime revelations this is blowing my mind
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(c) Amrita Valan 2015
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