The practiced art
not good enough
for a shiny world
found life all it's own
and then some.
The sound like rhythmic patterns
unpleasant to the crowd
but continued to blast
found an audience
unknown to them.
Something beyond mistake
beyond efficiency's habit
beyond general and ordinary conception.
Heart music
Heart poetry
rejected in ways of life
embarrassing
heeding some fallen country
skin on a rock
rot.
And there that emotion burning all existence
for the self that called all else
being written and remembered
for that very reason
this glory shared
with the worthy.
Seeing self as the will
as the flesh sublimity
as each soul sole journey
meeting in that place
beyond forgiveness
the temple of eternity
being whole in rejection
present to the self
a warriors breath
in spite of false journey
and eddy-like sojourn
evolutionistic endings
death into unity
conquered unto living being
happily
enduring periodic negativity.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
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