Is it a folly to be ever sublime? Have I been patient beyond my time? Do the nine choirs understand that I see, dissipate, my promised land? Was it a mirage? An illusory concierge? Did I not walk the eternal desert, forgetting my urge? Even manna doesn’t drop from the skies Tell me, O SupremeContinue reading “Is it a folly to be ever sublime?: A poem “
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Treachery can never get an everlasting try: A poem
Does the sharpness of light turn one illuminatingly blind? That as one is seemingly blind one can see all, forward and behind I can burn, as I learn Invisibly, unlike the fire of the sun Which fire is most divine? Do we see the immaculate sign? Is Prometheus sinner or saint? Did he make theContinue reading “Treachery can never get an everlasting try: A poem “
Does the Supreme’s honey come after sublime treacle?: A poem
The wind in the trees is shedding all the leaves Could all this suffering bring me to my knees? This old is an ancient breeze The clock that never stops; whom does it please? I open my window to a frieze It seems to question me: Does all the time in the universe measure upContinue reading “Does the Supreme’s honey come after sublime treacle?: A poem “