There was a fog that seemed to hover thickly
over the perceived salience of his musings
It was as if there were a veiled mystique
that left hopeful understanding ,
ambiguously obscured
His soul's cadences fell beyond the pale ,
like a reverberant iron bell’s clamor ,
drowning acumen ;
albeit unmistakably crystal clear allusions ,
rhapsody in his mind's eye
Illusive accord ,
beclouded by seeming stigmas
borne of the flesh ;
delicately sensitive nuances ,
fragile misunderstood imperfections ,
bespoken utterance weighed
In the hush of pensive repose ,
his flow of soul streamed forth from within ;
bequeathed as if darkness
was magnetically drawn towards light ,
purging muted understanding ---
Assuredly seeking all questions with verve,
accepting , that all answers sought
are not meant to be understood
A realization of those who wish to speak but are mute; the unseen mark of those that wished they had been loved, befallen the music of a thundering heartbeat , understanding a circle is vulnerable , only makes it stronger,
hence ,
it had been written
in countless misunderstood ways
It was as if there were a veiled mystique
that left hopeful understanding ,
ambiguously obscured
His soul's cadences fell beyond the pale ,
like a reverberant iron bell’s clamor ,
drowning acumen ;
albeit unmistakably crystal clear allusions ,
rhapsody in his mind's eye
Illusive accord ,
beclouded by seeming stigmas
borne of the flesh ;
delicately sensitive nuances ,
fragile misunderstood imperfections ,
bespoken utterance weighed
In the hush of pensive repose ,
his flow of soul streamed forth from within ;
bequeathed as if darkness
was magnetically drawn towards light ,
purging muted understanding ---
Assuredly seeking all questions with verve,
accepting , that all answers sought
are not meant to be understood
A realization of those who wish to speak but are mute; the unseen mark of those that wished they had been loved, befallen the music of a thundering heartbeat , understanding a circle is vulnerable , only makes it stronger,
hence ,
it had been written
in countless misunderstood ways
Knowing he resists his inner-voice ,
a fear of that which remains indelibly writ ,
tattooed on introspective walls
far removed from the glow of light ,
where depth of soul yearns to be freed ;
heart speak , deft words avowed
in enigmatic tongues
“souls prevailing tides ebb and flow”
from unseen depths ,
deep within inner realms
A spirit of soul once steeped with his heart’s intone :
“souls prevailing tides ebb and flow”
from unseen depths ,
deep within inner realms
A spirit of soul once steeped with his heart’s intone :
“Spell words that bind together passing strangers . Assemble thoughts that fuse those whom often walk alone. Append the goodwill of poetry, bonding individual hearts and minds. Assemble letters to bespeak sincerely, a hope of enkindling some”
and yet, he will write it again and again
…words grasped by thoughts
drawn in to the light
searching for other adept words ;
written yet another way ,
unfolding with a relentless inexhaustibility
of an unstoppable awakening ...
Dawn imbues new days bright radiance
he will write it again and again
... finding another way to be set free ...
