A nihilistic carnal tyranny
Blood cursed desire
Steeped in bitter root
Longing
Come, Taste my knowledge said the Serpent
And I tended my wound
Wondering desolate through schizoid mind fields
Mortal; Felled in the darkened light of reason
Vain is the asphyxia of despair
Will I know it if this venom destroys me?
Pain
Universal rite of wrong
Reaper of self sown sorrow
My joy is my sorrow?
I am so foreign to myself!
Alien in a defiled land
A bleeding winter of bitterness
Lingering within the arbitrary pathos
Numb to wonder
Somewhere between darkness and awe
What will be when I leave what I see?
Will I be—Me?
Behold From ANCIENT OF DAYS have souls roamed this earth
And led lives of cause and consequence
From everlasting beginning to the living end
Ascends the helical architect
Building temples from flesh
From those that have been
Are now
And to be
None; have ever been or ever will be quite like you
All to be
Determines all that is
All then is now all now will then be
The eternal now
O ancient eternal breath
Mystery of holy murmurs
Breathe my name
Ever knowing fingers caress my fugitive heart home
Home
Stranger become known
Home at last!
My sorrow is all joy!
My past never relevant
My future forever reverent
O my sanctuary
Pilgrim at the doorstep of eternity
Just trying to get to tomorrow
By the grace
Of He who brings into existence
All that exists
I AM
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 2, 2010
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Poetic Sojourn
The last 2 verses I certainly feel a connection to. I brought my husband home this past summer from a very lengthy stay in the hospital recovering from multiple aneurysms, 4 brain surgeries and a massive stroke that has left his memory a little shady. I feel as if every day is my "just trying to get to tomorrow." Thank you for letting us hear and feel your journey.
ReplyDeleteI hope your journey takes you to better places. Thank you Cat
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