Resplendent women
surrounded by clouds of glitter
delved idiosyncratically
into the shallow pools of sapphire

raising knowledge
braiding into cirrus,
harvesting,
and dames
their reforestation plans
up in smoke, after bears spit fire to its words.
"We have not yet seen the Greatest land! We know not of what is being done in the shadows!"

Spinning, they each fell.
One, two, three,
until their breaths staggered,
where an oak tree
coughed nectar from it's deep throat-
labyrinths of marbled lumber.
"We've reaped our destinies long before we took a breath!"

Again, again.

Red boats,
seven of them- pulled in their masts at the sound of Your footsteps
on the rocky waves, for they were being
silenced.
The men's lavender eyes turned upwards,
where the clouds were circling
round
and round
and round

Beneath the sea, the creatures came to life,
where the beads off Your wet feet
fell into the water, multiplied and
commanded them to awake.


"A reprieve! A reprieve!"
they whispered to their napping families, who,
carrying their water jugs, left their homes. The deep-sea
cottages they inhabited were now untouched, the last overcast day their minds would have to comprehend.

holy

enough already
enough enough enough enough enough enough enough enough

be here already
and please
give me it,
so i can go to the beach alone while listening to the woodlands (the band, not the form of landscape)

sleep
sleep
sleep,
but don't dream yet,
i'm so far away

the wave was glued on my wall, that famous artwork, and i pleaded with him to give me it. later, i saw it on a dress.
but smile gayer and gayer until it awakens (as you tell it, "arise! arise! from where you have been, i call arise!")

breezing through the lace curtains i heard Him whisper
again
and again
and again,
but still did not move.
in the car
in the car
in the car,
i was with her. she told me the same as He, and i said i knew. i knew it was coming.
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(or as johnathan safran foer would put it-)
"c"
"c"
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"c"
"c"
"c"
"c"

but there's always sounds in silences

winds ran beside us
down the rabbit hole
we fell:

tumbling
seeing
three times before tomorrow,
hearts fell into deep darkness
knives stuck from your pores
faces gleam
rings crash to the ground
falling upwards
five pianos
with five angels, i thought
coming from Elysian?

prefer letters to written word

archaic instruments
falling through windows
our heels click, hells remiss
wormholes twist
spines attach to miniature cities

icebergs of love
press into sparrows' breast
all sparrows, are we?
sword over us
saw feathers as we dug for worms
dirt under fingernails

silent bruise
expressionistic paintings
upon further examination, your
seeping words
melting glass
heart
(over matters, you see)
was never here

segmented heart,
what do you see?
lass,

floating in that sea
of g----

to your Creator.
He will mend,
sew,
breathe life
into the deep void (He will fulfill)

tiptoes,
whispers,
promise rings,
tiny beds for little princesses,
little fingers reaching towards the stars,
eyes lit up (though darkness abounds)
we should learn from them (of innocence and free spirit)

My tears
are in these jars
(I present to You)

You take
and
exchange them for golden sparkles,
shimmered love,
powdered songs,
serenaded.


Awakened heart

There are harmonies
between Your breaths
when You speak,
Your words,
diamonds,
flutter around the room
and fall like ashes to the floor;
the wind (Your ancient breath)
carries them to souls hidden
behind these walls.

The stones may engulf You but
Your music still resounds
in the bark of the tree,
under the rushing brook,
in the multifaceted wings of a butterfly,
a lover,
Your soul,
I still hear
the echo.

there is unmistakable truth in Your words
they speak
endlessly, they
cut
so deeply, they
gnaw
at the very essence of our being.
You awaken
when everything is asleep
when conquered fortresses
ask Your name,
it is revealed
with unmistakable truth
the earth rattles
the mountains whisper
Your name
my heart deciphers
the secrets of time
untraveled


but You
still
remain a mystery

Where am I dwelling?

In this flower? Pollen makes my eyes water
the tears make the stem grow thicker
and quicker
growing closer to the sun
and I am rising closer to You.

In this open sea?
Bobbing,
falling under,
my eyes burning from the salt that surrounds me (in fact, we
all are salt)
I know you're down there
but
I cannot hold my breath long enough.


On this piece of knitted wool?
Jumping from purl to purl,
I feel the warmth of your skin but,
this garment is much too far from it's Creator.


Swimming in these colours?
Of purples, blues, and white
everything is much too vast and everything looks small (not
as small as I feel)


But
I realize,
I am dwelling in
the parts of You, I am
floating
in Your eyes, I
am
I am
in You
we are
together
;we
we are one

We are fighting, feuding,
atom-bombing each other's land,
but this land belongs to no mortal.
We inhabit, but we do not rule.
We speak, but we do not change.
We ask, but we do not seek.

Who is your leader?
Fradulence,
persecutors,
college-bound atheists,
Who are you looking towards?
Where is your Truth?

Spend some weeks in the forest,
under a microscope,
or float in space.
You will meet your leader,
for he speaks in soft rhythms
and reverberates in harmonies.

You have stuck advertisements, billiards, dice, and
artificial love into your ears as to block you from reality.

I tell you, relive your life and exist in the truth of your master, for you have somewhere higher to dwell, you have a destiny to tend to, you have a Truth to live out.


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