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Saturday, February 20, 2010

Lucent epiphany

An impassioned man of keen blindness
I saw heaven on earth, a lucent epiphany
Through the momentary pauses of clouds
Water, fire, air, the stars, revealed in full joy          

Stilled before the dancing rocks, I
Delighted in the innocent face of nature
Enlightened midst life's noisiest hour
I changed perspectives, casting no shadows

Now I cry for the eternal lies of uneasy sprawl
Those betrayed by false pleasures, loud and gone
I talk of being, praying under a wide moon
Blushing, fully awake with life, mystic son

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