Painting by William Blake
The Journey of Few
Kent Robinson
Sharp,
jagged corners
Smooth,
deceptive curves
Letters and
symbols, slashes in stone
Spawned by
dust and time and the minds of beasts
The shapes
collaborate and conceive a monster
A breathing
notion that stands in a line, a continuum that follows through the ocular into
the mainframe
Tugging on neurons,
tickling the frontal lobe
Wielding cognitive dissonance as a flaming sword
Bringing war
to the fat and happy certainties snoozing between the ears
And the temple
walls crack
The minutiae
of canon loses clout and seeps out
And the walls
crumble and fall
Into a blank
slate that yearns for technicolor dreams, a sovereign system, an uncut trail
O Great
Mystery! Guide our hero through the dark night of the soul!
Let the
shadows of uncertainty illuminate the way
This is oddly very personal, very much a peak into my own war " between the ears" I'm finding that the "shadows of uncertainty" are purposefully placed , part of a lifetime of little tests. Only Faith illuminates the way. Hard won Faith, hardly " fat and happy" . You are a talented wordsmith, having crafted a piece that I find deeply moving.Thank you.
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