In spheres were he thinks it is sparse.
as a Way. Embattled in our bafflements,
all they can see are their own banks.
yearn for truth and we shall seek it.
Like many an old has-been does.
*~*
Get ready for:
His favourite little number, Isn’t it int’resting..?
And many more.
When you find yourself contracting
Just before you give reaction
Coz you know you could explode
If your impulses overrode
With a mind to consequences
Of the various offences
Taken very liberally
By self-appointment to authority
You buy a moment of delay
To measure what you want to say
Against the likely repercussions
Of alerting certain Russians
Trying not to give your foes
Another angle to transpose
Making sure you don’t inflate
Their fear and anger and their hate
But if the fury that you feel
Is losing none of its appeal
And your scorn is justified
Release and know, at least, you tried
You’re only human, after all
And even saints hit Patience’s wall
It’s also more than they would do
Had the stupid obstacle been you
From grace to grace
we fall
we rise
receive and sacrifice
each death
unto a newer life
Piece by piece
and slice by slice
all bear and bring
each part to Light
Embrace the apple’s secret heart
blood the wine
leaven the bread
and taste the Sun
in Rosa Mundi’s
fiery breath
[2016]
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Wishing you Good Lammas 🌾