
after a long time
after life has moved on
and the blasted shadows have faded from the path
and the children grew up and could see for themselves
and their children live in the fertile valleys surrounded by snowy peaks
and the kings have departed to seek empires elsewhere
along silk routes and longitudes unmapped and uncharted
and new stars have appeared in the sky
and new skies have dawned in mornings i wont see
and the ocean still churns restlessly at the foot of its bed
and my head is cleared
all bad memories deleted
and i am exonerated of my sins
and my good deeds rewarded
and my reward is to know everything that was unknown
everything i could stand to know that is
and i stand holding my hand that god has dealt out
and the four angels of the four cardinal directions
golden haired neither male nor female come down to this plane
and i count the grains of sand
and i see the sparrowfall
and i hear the language of the trees
and i swim with the nereids
and i behold vishnu in his universal form
and i walk with jesus on my kentucky blue lawn
and i am soothed by venus who ceases to mourn
and ride with the valkyries out of this storm
my men are gone and never to return
my snow has melted
and my fire has burned
every lesson finally learned
some lovely day
some blessed eve
some wonderful spring
the women sing
a song
i cannot write but long to hear
maybe then
you will appear





15 comments:
Hello,
Love the photo, love the blog sk.
You're in Melby next week? Wish I knew about Rockwiz earlier, I would have got ticket!!! To think I'll be missing my hero on stage makesa me soooo sad:( at least I wont miss you singing (or will I????)
Anyway, bring your winter gear, it's freeezing down here!
See ya round like a record,
Amanda
silk roads eh?
ah....times of high adventure!
beautiful melancholy......lovely lovely imagery...
love always........
Really nice poem sk. Really nice!
Nice one sk.
Time keeps stealing my life away.
But oh,
to be fully conscious and awake in Eternity.
Some say we can achieve that whilst we are still alive.
i agree with matt- that was a very special little moment of creation that u allowed us to take part in as witnesses.
very special...
thanks,
DJK082067
(sigh) Wow...
Now if all Sunday sermons were so beautiful and inviting, I'm sure that there'd be more church goers (pardon the pun) and a hell of a lot more believers! xx
Perfect for this Sunday.
wonderful.
Thank you.
some lovely day...some blessed eve. Yearning, longing, waiting for eternity. Deep long sighs as I read your words today.
i'm so excited that there's gonna be more isidore & wish i was gonna be in melby to see you perform... tried to log in to say yay for more isidore & thank u for the mention the other day but google wasn't my friend that day, lol... it so loves to tell me i don't know who i am... ah, well, it's remembered me now... ;)
A
xo
ps: i loved the line "all bad memories deleted"
if only that could happen all over the world!
What a beautiful piece! It has such an emotional punch. I love the way it feels to read -- I can almost hear it. Speaking of hearing it, this would be a wonderful piece for you to record à la Earthed spoken word pieces. Most of your writings lend themselves to that, but this one does even more strongly.
And the title of this one made me chuckle.
USG grew up in the same county I did. Too bad his presidency sucked. Par for the course, I suppose though, as presidents from Ohio have been notoriously dismal.
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