microcosmic

The Grey Cosmos

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Grey Cosmos

 

 

 

 

She is coming from a
faraway galaxy,
hauled into
this sick and sad
world of ruin
—it seems!

 

 

 

If I am to seek out
the gods of
the numberless galaxies
in the multiverse,

I'm pretty sure
the angel Jophiel
will intervene!

 

 

 

Because here
we are..again,
entwined in my
own orchestration

which does not
even speak like
a Neruda, or any
of the symbolists or
transcendentalist
poets for that matter.

 

Oh, how I
can
only
dream..

 

 

 

So I think these thoughts...

because I
am amazed
by glancing upon
your starlight
once again

 

 

 

in
this unspoken
path.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to R.

 

(Reedited:  04.24.2024 [05:23] edited "far away" and used "faraway" in its place  instead.)

 

(This particular poem was inspired also by those mystical circumstances surrounding its creation which, up until now, is deemed to be incessantly inspiring me that also seeming to catapult me into something far different than I have understood myself or about the world & the multiverse/universe so to speak.  It was composed around April 16, 2024.)