The Idea of the Word
The beginning was fire
in the emptiness
creating light
from no-man's land,
and if we are afraid
of emptiness
we are afraid of peace,
create mayhem forever
to avoid the stillness
and calm of the center.
I am hungry -
not hungry, but stuff myself
with words, till I'm so heavy
I cannot walk,
my wire framework too fragile
to carry the flint
igniting inception.
Who could bear the weight
of that apex from which sprang
so much blood, suffering, and evil?
in the emptiness
creating light
from no-man's land,
and if we are afraid
of emptiness
we are afraid of peace,
create mayhem forever
to avoid the stillness
and calm of the center.
I am hungry -
not hungry, but stuff myself
with words, till I'm so heavy
I cannot walk,
my wire framework too fragile
to carry the flint
igniting inception.
Who could bear the weight
of that apex from which sprang
so much blood, suffering, and evil?
posted by burning moon at 3:19 PM
2 Comments:
Beautiful i love the dark aspect of it... if that is what it really is a dark aspect.. i really do like it.
hi Cora, thanks. I guess it is pretty dark, although I didn't think of it that way.
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