Splinters and Splendor
If that's all that I am meant to be
If I am to sing praises of that which I cannot see
Then let that be my most wondrous all
Shall I descend and to darkness fall?
The heavens above become the stuff of dreams
What heaviness lies there beckoning
my soul lightens with delight
So I choose, upwards will be my flight...
Up above so down below
Nowhere else may one choose to flow
I stay rooted I stick my ground
Neither lost nor am I found
My little loves my aching passions will survive me
There's blood in the clouds those are memories
Of maternal angst of quiet despair
The poseurs gone the pose adheres
Timeless unbroken faithful charm
Can bring you danger or great harm
To use lives wisely to use them well
Make a heaven of your hell
Oh tonight my head sings difference
A cold calculated defiance
I will be splendor split I wont be one
The nethermost rays of the rising sun
Light in darkness in darkness light
Noone savior and none to blight
As accursed and blind...in perpetuation.
And no victim of perpetual plight...
The only being that a human makes
is the one who allows his heart to break
Puts on a cast repairs his chest of treasures
And repays love's labor lost
With love without measure.
genuine and not a cast
Face the you that cannot last
And with
Broken heart and bones and hurting flesh
Love the soul within enmeshed
Arise from your well of pain and doom
Make rooms within the heart of gloom
With the very fibre of your being
silken hopes upon the loom you spin
A wild yarn a tale taller than the sky you seek
And we are true heroes
Because we are weak
Fear and hope...strange bedfellows
Our love conceive
Our best and worst in tandem weave
So in sweet tenderness towards loss I dissolve
And acquitted by myself I do absolve
No sinner no saint
I'm just love passing through
Pass over
Angels
Of guilt hate and death.
My resolution is to live
my holy lent...
Drink life to the lees
A most bittersweet pungent
Joyous brew.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2015
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