Mind and Body, Body and Mind.
A Poem:
As calendar dates turn, each one drifting further and further away, the Mind wanders towards a window.
Its view the lift of a breeze, a sparkle in the ocean, the whispers of trees.
The Body though is plain, rotten, and decomposing in between bars, unable to fathom being more than its original core.
Stretching daily for change, the Mind day dreams, planning for a voyage to go far far away.
With each leaf that falls away, and every sprout replacing it, inching closer,
closer to the bay.
But the Body,
the Shell,
contorts without feeling,
grazing old wounds until they lose all their meaning,
a cyclical Pow Wow bound to its lover agreeing,
“push onward, forward without ceasing!”
Flesh picks at scabs from long past,
clouded by repetition, and above all else the bleeding.
The ooze from the love,
the gush from lust,
all hopes and dreams dashed into dust.
On the flip side, the Cosmos, the Mind keeps working.
Deep in its prayers blueprints unravel,
charts jotted up with ink still wet,
recorded lines gasping with life,
Alive, alive with fire!
Those flames from the ether sending out messages again,
codes for those that are knocking,
restlessly waiting to be let in.
..-. .-. . . -.. — — —
But the Mind….
The Mind is in turmoil, with no Body to grasp the secrets defined,
it slips back away eons from mankind.
This sincerity glossed over by the Body for ages, and unmanned by the Mind, only coming together when a union is settled,
A union to become impossible, all together divine.
(Thank you so much for reading !
I absolutely adored writing this piece and putting it together. Hope you can feel some of that too!
Linked below is my other favorite that I wrote recently, check it out it you want more to read / have time !)
