Cross dimensions four I steered my faithful ship. With sea of time both aft and fore, O’er space my hull did skip, Toward sands of unknown distant shore. For ever east, where west is west Whilst on a circumferential plane. Chart tangential of the axial twain To plow through spatial trough and crest Of a boundless celestial ancestral plain, Where perhaps we shall meet again.
A Bee on the Breeze
Having sailed over
a green sea,
Far from home
and shore,
Upon a small isle
I set my keel,
A place I’d never
been before,
To replenish
diminished stores
From natures bloom,
Those rebels of doom,
Fragrant flowers
of spring.
So praises I sing
With lines of rhyme,
Of ambrosias
sweet in taste,
‘Fore the sickle of time
Those posies reposed
lays waste.
Twoscore and One
A Moonlit Memory
Silver moonlight through dense forest leaves, Atop columns of inky arching trees. O’ nocturnal creatures, With elegiac features Satiated, Liberated , Doing as you please. For None there to judge thee, Sinless as an autumnal breeze. Paying homage to gods of old, To their creed the angelic hold, And their secret invocations told. When temporal beauty and youth both fade, Whilst walking the path of the shades, That leads to the domain of grave Hades with child abandon ageless lovers shall be Watched over by plutonian Persephone ‘Til then dance in silver light, without fear of the long night. For ‘nearth Mnemosyne sacred breasts, The holy rites there rest, From oblivion spared devotional intellect And the vows we pray never to neglect.
Delight of Eloa, la sœur des anges
For you are not mine enemy but first among many whom I pity. Son to first-light, Aurora, majestic, The Aryan Goddess, Ushas Rik Vedic. Born of the Titan Eos, Dawn and Daughter to Dyēus. Mortal man’s time you count beyond, Having been and being for many an eon. It is said you laid with daughters of man, Siring giants against whom few could stand , First star and son of dawn, Birthright claimed by kings in Babylon. Phosphorus, Lucifer bringer of light. Paragon of senses , nonsuch sight . Devine nature present in all, L'ange, le génie du mal. Cup bearer of waters from the deepest well, Whose lesson: illusion, greed and hate do quell. For angels too can from grace and heaven fall, Even thee the most beautiful eidolon of them all. You built a fiery flaming fallacious empire, Ruling the heart of them with misplaced desire. Seducer of maidens with happy lies, Your scepter you ply betwixt virgin thighs. In truth the words of the veracious malefactor, ‘Ce méchant qu'on accuse est un Consolateur.’ Preacher of sin, revelation of the vanity in pride, Selfsame accuser from whom many seek to hide. Hear now the lesson of the rapture sovereign, The divine manifestation and son of man: None but self-nature can self condemn, Through love one can fulfill and redeem, And the once lost replaced to their former esteem, To the tableau of the shining stars they can ascend.
A rainy day stroll
Asking leave of resting souls, Over eternal eaves, I took a rainy day stroll. May they find passage in the BarDo.
It’s turtles all the way down
All is a system, Models clarify systems, Systems are models.
Bodhisattva Christo
From the Fallen One I learned Of the vanity in pride. Adam and Eve taught me that, From the Creator you cannot hide. Noah’s lesson, to be ever fearful. Abraham was the Knight most faithful. To the wandering tribes of Israel, God commanded of the covenant hold. Master Moses who late realized, With the Divine be not too bold. To David the Lord of all Spoke of his temple in the heart. Erudite Solomon’s lesson, Better wise than smart. From Mary Magdalene and the Apostles, What greater gift than the Gospels, Those teachings of the Trinity Embodied in the Messiah, Christ the Son, That through compassionate love all are one. Namo Guru Christo.
A Shade’s Song
Not coins of silver, nor gold, nor platinum, Are accepted as passage by somber Charon, Who rules the coasts of Styx and Acheron. His grisly conditioned outstretched hands Take not but copper to ferry from those pitch sands. Only those who have kissed obol with cold blue lips Can board the grisly-hull which over shadow slips, Of the psychopomp son of Erebos and Nyx, The ferryman of ghosts across the river Styx. Kin to Thantos and Hypnos, death and sleep, Guardian and guide for those who gravely weep, Carrying away those furloughed souls, Over waters only navigable by his long pole. Grey eyed and of keen gaze, The one who sees through the deathly haze, Where others having met their doom See no horizon only fog of gloom. Psyche he bears on skiff most stable, Toward that dominion of Hades so sable. Hail, shepherd of souls over waters raven Bearer of spirits to the grey safe haven.
Ohm
Arrow finds its way, While the archer finds his breath, And bow hums away.