In The Land of the Wasteful

 

 

In The Land of The Wasteful

Wisdom comes when death is at the door,

the best times arrive when you are closer to here

like a gift from the universe

wonderful / beautiful things declared

a perfect clarity

eyes suddenly white of despair,

open to the heavenly tiers

on this transient earth

bound by weak flesh,

become powerful / in torrents of thoughts’ relish

filling up volumes,

questions / a child seeks to dress

oneself

Fulfillments sung & fought the selfish,

myself

a mosquito in amber

caught.

Time in a jewel of past life,

It had been beautiful, a face full of light...

days in the land of the wasteful,

as we harbor in the night…

Distraught.                Hopelessness.

Sleeping.

Living.

Weight.          Heavy.

Graveyard.

Moons.

Denied.

Respite.

Awakening.  

Sight.             Love alight…