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LA CATEDRAL iii

In twilight’s tender grasp, where shadows twirl,
A cathedral of dreams, in whispers unfurl.
Its stones sing with silver and gold’s gleam,
A harmony divine, like a poet’s dream.

La Catedral, a symphony in stone,
Where passion’s echoes in soft whispers are sown.
With each note, a solace, a comforting balm,
In its embrace, our hearts find their calm.

Through ancient corridors, love’s tale weaves,
Guitar strings dance, as each heart believes.
Emotions vast, untamed, set free,
In this hallowed place, where souls meet in glee.

La Catedral, a sanctuary of sound,
Where deepest yearnings of the soul are found.
With each chord struck, a closeness we feel,
To its rhythm, where dreams gently steal.

In silence, beneath the starry night’s glow,
We pour our souls in melodies that flow.
Within La Catedral, where dreams alight,
In every refrain, love takes its flight.

A beacon in darkness, guiding our way,
La Catedral, where memories sway.
With each gentle pluck, a story told,
In its halls, where love’s mark takes hold.

So let us linger in this sacred space,
Where time and music tenderly embrace.
In La Catedral, our spirits soar high,
In the symphony of night, forever nigh.

:: 04.02.2024 ::


Lost Love

Lost, oh love lost
but someday
I will be there

Now, oh now love
within a sunrise
I am here now

bathed golden hues
embraced within dawn’s
gentle grace
where every heartbeat
finds solace
and every sigh
whispers our tale

In the silent symphony
of morning
our souls entwine,
boundless and free
here, where time stands still
love blooms eternally

Through a labyrinth
of moments past
we’ve journeyed,
hand in hand
and now, the break of day
love reigns, steadfast and grand

So fear not shadows of yesteryears
for in this dawn’s embrace
our love finds its home
and in each other, we find our place

:: 04.02.2024 ::


History Within A Simple Poem

Black A, white E, red I, green U,
blue O – whoa, vowels divine,
I’ll unravel your silent screams,
oh cosmic sign.

A, inked in darkness, swarmed
by psychedelic flies,
Tripping and buzzing through
twisted truths’ lies;

Pits of abyss; E, truth in sandy swirls,
Towering ice shards, monarchs of pearl’s pearls,
I, spit crimson, laughter erupting in wild hues,
In delirious denial, or rage’s kaleidoscopic views;

U, celestial dance of emerald seas,
Peace in pastures, where neon creatures tease,
Inscribed on foreheads, by hallucinations grand;

O, the supreme Trumpet, blasting cosmic beats,
Silences in angelic echoes and astral feats:
O… Omega… the psychedelic light that greets!

:: 03.30.2024 ::

Note:

This poem, “History Within a Simple Poem,” delves into the symbolism and significance of vowels, using them as a metaphorical tool to explore various themes and concepts. Here’s an analysis of the poem.

In short, this poem is a richly symbolic and thought-provoking exploration of existence, consciousness, and the search for meaning within the cosmic order, using the metaphor of vowels to unravel profound truths and mysteries.


THE VOICES OF LONG DEAD WISE MEN

WHEN in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary
for one people to dissolve the political bands which have
connected them with another, and to assume among the powers
of the earth, the separate and equal station to which
the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle
them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires
that they should declare the causes which impel
them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all
men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator
with certain unalienable. Rights, that among these are Life,
Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these
rights, Governments are instituted among Men,
deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed,
—That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive
of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it,
and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such
principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most
likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments
long established should not be changed for light
and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind
are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than
to right themselves by abolishing the forms to
which they are accustomed. But when a long
train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce
them under absolute Despotism, it is their right,
it is their duty, to throw off such Government,
and to provide new Guards for their future security.—Such has been the patient sufferance of
these Colonies; and such is now the necessity
which constrains them to alter their former
Systems of Government. The history of the
present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute
Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let
Facts be submitted to a candid world.
He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most
wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of
immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should
be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless
those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature,
a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at
places unusual, uncomfortable, and distance

:: 03.30.2024 ::


Mistral Blows Pain Away

Upon the stagnant sea, I stood sentinel,
My vessel inert, awaiting destiny’s nudge.

Atop that mirror of heaven, I reclined,
Restless, a sailor longing.

I shut my lids, invoking
Incantations for the gentle breath

That animates the briny deep,
To swell my sails.

Whispers in the waves obscure the glass,
Awakening me, like a lover’s murmur.

It enveloped me, whispering sweetly,
Roll over, roll over, roll over.

And in my ear, it murmured its name,
A strange melody, yet clear as day:

Mistral, mistral wind.

Though I’ve long gripped the helm, I surrender
To the wind’s pilfering of my dominion,

Spinning me, losing my bearing,
Nights fleeting like fleeting thoughts.

Yet it guides me,
To towering summits,

Too grand to be real.
Mistral, mistral wind.

Each hour spent in vigil,
I await that breeze to stir me,

And transport me back to that realm,
Magic coursing through my veins.

And I sigh your name,
Across the boundless expanse.

You’ve turned me into a mad dreamer,
Mistral, mistral, mistral, mistral,
Mistral, mistral.

:: 03.30.2024 ::


L’étreinte éternelle – Réflexions sur l’amour et la dévotion

Dans le domaine de l’affection et de l’instant présent réside son essence,
car il a ouvert grandes les portes à l’écume hivernale et à l’été
clameur – celui qui a distillé la pureté en eau et en nourriture – qui incarne
le charme insaisissable des lieux de départ et l’extase transcendante
de lieux fidèles. Il est l’incarnation de l’affection et de l’avenir,
la vigueur et le dévouement que nous, debout au milieu de la fureur et de l’ennui,
apercevez traverser les cieux des tempêtes et les bannières du ravissement.

Il est amour ! Un standard sans faille et redéfini, un miracle, un imprévu
rationalité et éternité : un mécanisme apprécié pour ses attributs fatidiques.
Nous avons tous goûté à la terreur de sa concession et de la nôtre : nous délecter de notre
bien-être, renforcé par nos facultés, égoïstement affectueux et passionné
pour lui, lui qui nous adore parce que son existence est sans limites…

Et nous nous souvenons de lui alors qu’il embarque à nouveau… Et si l’Adoration remue, résonne,
son Vœu résonne : « A bas ces superstitions, ces autres entités,
ces unions et ces époques. C’est l’époque qui est tombée dans l’oubli ! »

Il ne partira pas, ni ne redescendra d’un royaume céleste, ni n’apaisera
la colère des femmes, la gaieté des hommes, ou absoudre toutes les transgressions : car cela
est conclu maintenant, puisqu’il existe et qu’il est adoré.

Son souffle, son visage, ses mouvements rapides ; la rapidité impressionnante de
forme et action lorsqu’ils atteignent la perfection.

La fécondité de la pensée et l’étendue du monde !

Sa forme corporelle ! la libération tant désirée, la fusion de la grâce avec une intensité retrouvée !

Tout ce qu’il voit ! toutes les anciennes supplications et pénalités annulées à son passage.

Son époque ! l’annulation de toute souffrance bruyante et agitée dans une harmonie plus profonde.

Sa foulée ! des migrations plus profondes que les invasions anciennes.

Ô lui et moi ! un orgueil plus magnanime qu’une bienveillance abandonnée.

Ô monde ! — et le chant cristallin des nouvelles douleurs !

Il nous a tous compris et nous a aimés, puissions-nous, en cette veille d’hiver, d’un océan à l’autre,
du poteau bruyant à la citadelle, de la multitude au rivage, d’une vision à l’autre,
nos forces et nos sentiments sont fatigués, saluez-le, soyez témoin de lui et dites-lui adieu,
et sous les vagues et au sommet des déserts enneigés, suivez son regard, son souffle, sa forme, son époque.


Lovely Animals

Whiskers twitching
soft paws padding
through moonlit night,
the cat prowls,
silent sentinel
of the shadowed garden.

Beneath the canopy
of emerald leaves,
a symphony of chirps
and rustling whispers
fills the air,
as creatures big and small
find solace
in the tranquil embrace
of the forest’s heart.

Butterflies dance
in a kaleidoscope of hues,
their delicate wings
brushing against
the fragrant blossoms
of wildflowers.

And high above,
against a canvas of sky,
majestic wings
spanning wide,
the eagle soars,
a regal master
of the boundless expanse
of heaven’s domain.

Oh, to be
amongst creatures
of this wondrous earth,
to share in their secrets
and stories untold,
to revel
in the beauty
of their untamed souls!

:: 03.25.2024 ::


Only For Once

Once you see the ocean, there’s no other body of water that can compare
Once you see the clouds of mount Wu, no other clouds can compare
Once you feel the soft caress of a gentle breeze,
No other wind can bring such ease.
Once you taste the sweetness of ripe sun-kissed fruit,
No other flavors can ever measure.

Once you hear the symphony of nature’s song,
No other melody can right the wrong.

Once you touch the petals of a blooming flower,
No other texture can hold such power.

Once you witness the dance of fireflies at night,
No other sight can capture such delight.

Once you embrace the warmth of a loved one’s embrace,
No other love can fill that space.

For in the beauty of each unique affair,
We find the essence of what makes life rare.

:: 03.25.2024 ::


QUAND JE SUIS SEUL, JE M’ASSOIS ET JE RêVE

QUAND JE SUIS SEUL, JE M’ASSOIS ET JE RêVE
(WHEN I AM ALONE I SET AND DREAM)

City streets, concrete veins,
Pulsing with life’s relentless beat.
Neon lights flicker,
Casting shadows that dance
In the alleys of forgotten dreams.

My love, my lost one whom I love
When I am home I sit and then dream

People move like ghosts,
Lost in the rhythm of the night.
Their faces tell stories,
Each line a chapter
In the book of urban solitude.

Through the door of life I met you
and fell into eternal love

Smoke curls from alleyways,
A silent plea to the indifferent sky.
Voices echo off brick walls,
Carrying secrets too heavy
For hearts burdened by the city’s weight.

But amidst the chaos,
There is beauty,
A flicker of hope
In the eyes of those who dare
To dream in shades of gray.

In the heart of the metropolis,
Where dreams are born
And buried beneath layers of asphalt,
There lies a spark of resilience,
A defiance that refuses to be extinguished.

For in the city’s heartbeat,
There is poetry,
A symphony of life
That echoes through the streets,
A testament to the indomitable spirit
Of those who call it home.

And our Hearts to never say goodbye
when sun meets moon they exchange
true light of their own

And then, as us, we exist no more
but fall into a dream of existence
where love is all things

:: 03.25.2024 ::


ODE TO JOY (modern rendition)

Oh friends, not these tones so drear,
But let us sing of cheer sincere,
With joyful hearts, our voices raise,
In jubilant, melodious praise.

Joy, joy, joy, O radiant spark divine,
Descended from Elysian line,
With fervent flames our souls inspire,
In heaven’s hall, our spirits higher.

Celestial beings, hallowed and true,
Within your haven, we renew,
Your enchantments weave their spell,
Uniting all, where differences fell.

In your gentle wings, we find repose,
Where every heart in kinship glows,
Friend with friend, in bonds secure,
With loyal love, forevermore.

The faithful spouse, in joy’s embrace,
In jubilance, their cheers we trace,
And souls that stir on earthly sod,
Join in chorus, praising God.

Yet those who weep in solitude,
From bonds of joy are not subdued,
All creatures, from nature’s breast,
Partake in joy, divinely blessed.

In life’s embrace, where friendships end,
The worm finds solace, true and friend,
And cherubs, by God’s throne, delight,
In suns that blaze, in endless flight.

Brothers, let us heed the call,
To triumph as heroes, one and all,
In heaven’s grand design, we run,
Our course with joy, till day is done.

Run, brothers, run, with hearts aglow,
Through triumph’s path, we boldly go,
In jubilant stride, our journey take,
Like heroes bold, our joy awake.

Joyful, joyful, like heroes we fly,
O’er stars that light the vast sky,
With boundless love, our spirits rise,
To realms where our dear Father lies.

Millions, be embraced in this kiss divine,
For all the world, this love is thine,
Brothers, beyond the starry dome,
Our Father dwells, in heavenly home.

Millions, do you feel the Creator’s might?
Above the stars, in realms of light,
In infinite grace, He reigns on high,
In joyous praise, let our spirits fly.

:: 03.25.2024 ::