Poet13's Blog

I see shadows of invisible things
hidden rays I can feel but cannot touch
orderly laws of physics
give way to racial sense memory
mine only fester and tears do me no good.

The rising of a sun the movement of stars across heavens
a vast indifference to the ticktock mechanics of my clanking cranium
entwining network of nerves threading worry through my body
stiff muscles sore neck bowed head petrified in submission.

Tension releases only when I raise my gaze
somewhere out there something is signaling
though welcome these godly emanations make me wary
this emergent cosmic eminence may decree on too grand a scale
in the way eternity devours time and strength wipes away weakness.

I hunch within my self-confining space
no door to close against silence
and dark cloaked beings who likely mean me no harm
who may in fact offer deliverance
which demands I move from here.

Life is a slow-motion exodus
sliding like tectonic plates over earth’s molten core
I progress at a rate of six centimeters per eon
every ten thousand years I get a clue.