Leo Tolstoy, unlike you I never stood on the edge of a precipice: A poem 

Would you have faith consolidated as you grow older 

Every layer that falls upon layer, like magma that heats 

with excitement of revelation and cools and solidifies into wisdom? 

You know, Leo, I can see you hanging on the ledge of a precipice, 

when you lost faith in your childhood religion, feeling threadbare, 

and wandering so faithless. I just thought, I too lost faith in 

Catholicism, very early in my life! But I wasn’t pained by barrenness! 

I discovered my own visions and knowledge from metempsychosis. 

It was a preconsciousness deeper than intuition, that few could imagine 

in the tenderness of an adolescence. You know, my voice never cracked as I  

lost boyhood, but a lightening crackled out of the sky of my being. You can see, 

that I had a lot of tribulation, but never felt on the brink, or on the edge. 

I was a warrior, not feeling defeated by the compulsion of renewed self-defeat. 

We can be unimaginably strong by the strength of our conviction and love. 

It was late in your life, you found an understanding and meaning with simplicity, 

The turn of being touched, related to, and narrating the story of simple lives. 

I found my simplicity in the complexity of tasks and duties I had to undertake! 

I made no mistake of it; no matter of their early onset, and my unpreparedness! 

However, my narrative of my footprints (in black and white) only began when I was nearing sixty!

Would they be any joy to deny yourself fame, fortune and opportunity for selflessness of duty?

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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