Fair overwhelm, existing's bane:
and I am something more than sane
in moments calm when flees from me
imperfect personality
in rings of step-ascending coil,
odd plasma noise to scream and roil
upwards, upwards — ever more
while numbers fade, still count the score
those hierarchies dimensioned dense
who transcend fear of human sense.
Cruel animal, harsh chemical,
dirt photon, burnished pinnacle
of stone and blood and god-delight
inwoven paradox of might
though lesser of mind-stature, still
you creature — take thy proper fill
and never cease to learn, to grow
to swell, contract — and cease to know
the obstacles to knowledge true:
deep ignorance now cast from you
and sum the lucent synergies,
oh, blinding synchronicities!
Now lead my fated hand to stroke
in steady lines the heavy yoke
of form-containment, freedom's surge
that silences the mortal dirge
with balance, grace, redemption fast:
thou lightning-change, angelic blast
to deafen and to stun my brain —
to burn out hatred, cold disdain
and demon-twist of thinking's curse
now succor me, aetheric nurse
so one more hour I hum the praise
of endless golden overlays.
words and images
by @d-pend
made for HIVE
Jan. 19, 2021.