Guest guest Posted July 5, 2002 Report Share Posted July 5, 2002 A Galleon fully-loaded with angels and saints carrying The Head of God. The Godhead. Like giving birth. Like the universe singing from out of the vast womb of the cosmos. Being inside that Dark, Sweet Warmth. Communicating ancient secrets, moans, laughter. A grief-stricken child pitching a wail like no other. Resurrection, Salvation, the Crusades, Building Atlantis and Rome, then demolishing. Saints mating sinners, sinners mating me. Seashells slowly becoming Sea sand sea floors. Anemones fluttering, fluttering, for centuries. Ocean liners, all of them, sinking at one time, being raised up and plundered, and resunk again. Continental shifts, drifts. Crawling slow as time. Volcanos throbbing with desire to spew magma. Sisters, brothers, enemies and friends, a Tibetan Buddhist temple, no bells sounding. A conch shell filled with a hundred Bodhisattvas. The sacred Ghost dance, Sand Creek and buffalo. A tower in Space. Deep space, no space, All space. Awe-striking Aum, Hum, an endless rolling sound. A pod of sacred sentries of God, singing. An army approaching. It's already dead, buried, reborn and rekilled. Grave lifting into grave. Sound of the Ocean's Own Woe, birth throes. Night setting in Africa, the Antarctic, a cave. A cave of sonar-sniffing fruit bats, lifting. The moan for Love in every man, woman, child and creature. Every elephant in India, Thailand, Malaysia, trumpeting. The final curtain going down. Applause. Dying applause. The Donner party taking a different route. The snow storm that trapped them, starvation. An entire expanse of skulls from every living thing, scattered and strewn across every ocean and sea, floating. Dropping like white pearls to the bottom floor. Eaten. Enlightenment's Doorbell sounding. You answer. All three worlds of Existence. Physical, astral, causal. Flashing fish in black water. Flesh, bone, fin, coral. The thoughts arising now from every mind forever. The Absolute Abundance of Nothing, Nothing, Nothing. The Big Bang backwards, imploding, unborn, unsaid. Adam's rib being chewed on by serpents, sea serpents. Jesus on the cross. Stepping down. Being His own Tomb. The vastness of God inside my Mind, Radiance in all Hearts. The sperm and ova of every whale being harvested for this poem. LoveAlways -- MazieSend and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: Click Here Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 6, 2002 Report Share Posted July 6, 2002 Great stuff Mazie...but I get a little weird envisoning that harvesting of ovum and whale sperm...or sperm whale...whatever... Can we just have them cavort in the sea, great flukes akimbo with delight and sort of just imagine that they are the cosmic duality--the universe and not get to personal and offend the Godhead Head of God... Et Al... Love, Blessings, Zenbob Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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