CAPTURED SOUL
I cannot get the thoughts from my head;
And probably will keep them
Even after I am dead;
All the things that I heard and I did and I said
To which my poor soul is now so hopelessly wed.
I am a weak man
And too much by the world led
And fed by others
Than rather my Maker instead.
2014.03.28.1400 ©
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NOT-SO ORIGINAL SIN.
It is a constant battle
With the devil, the world and my self;
To remember I am really a child of God;
Not to become mad or sad
But to stay the course,
Steady of soul
Rather than of anything else.
Is it enough
To think
My way there?
Through the battle and
The falls, the injuries,
The wounds, the recovery;
The excursion, the incursions,
Never stop.
Only keeping the final target,
The goal, in sight
Keeps the faith alive.
2014.03.29.0200
Naked was really once innocent!
And yes, we secretly yearn to return there!
However, we are unable
To be naked and innocent now
Because nakedness is the very thing
That reminds us
Of our loss of innocence;
Mostly causing us to want to cover up
But also giving us pause to accept where we are.
It is the embodiment of our sin;
We were torn asunder,
And now we relish the split and
We enjoy the rent!
It is this folly that makes us human;
The idea that I am truly alive
In my vain, solitary, bodily existence.
We glory in our escapades and
Intimacies alone and together,
Forgetting or denying the innocence
We once had with the eternal;
The innocence that made us whole
And one with creation;
And we cling to the bodily experience
In the hope that its false character
Will make us whole again;
But we all wake up at some point!
Either after each excursion
Into the fantasy; the fantasy
To which we must always return
Like the moth to the fire
To relive the fracture;
To commit again
The same original sin;
Or at the end point
When there is no more
Folly or fantasy and
We know we must give up
The one thing
To which we clung so dearly
Then we can return naked
To eternity
Without the scar,
The reminder, the crutch,
With which we so woefully
Struggled and fought
During our time alone.
2014.03.29.1200 ©
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