Salvador Dalai Lama
A mind well fortified
by ill-advised convictions
is no more than a prison
inside a prism; refracting light.
The convenience of coincidence
bemeans the underlying theme of
a self-ordained saint who preaches
the way an angel would reach for eternity;
knowingly already in it's grasp
yet unkempt,
keeping imperfect time.
I've learned which watch to trust
when each clock stops and Armageddon's
right hand man etches the indefinite collapse
into a rust colored sky.
Too often the design which creates itself
develops a sense that, more or less,
equates to a third eye.
Life is only breathed into those who seek
answers to the questions beyond "Why?"
Yet we still ask.
Sequestered inside the habitual
degradation of a morality placed
too high for the eyes to abide.
It's a synthetically formed habitat
that aims to perpetuate itself;
too symmetrical for the lines
to bleed reasonably between
hate and it's esteemed colleague
...an emotion no longer relevant.
We work as opposites,
attracting what congregates in the balance
like a checkered flag.
What had gradually replaced
the inner-most thought,
came from a place
supposed to be lost.
Wisdom is not brought upon,
it is sent unto those who
wear the melted truths,
relative to the integrated faith
proclaimed as a triple helix spun from
a spherical fate that revolves
around us; lingering like a Sphinx.
The defiant empirical proof
soothes only the civilized pride
already condemned and entombed.
But such as a faint touch,
any contrite claim is consumed.
In so much as it is right,
wrong has long been justified -
hiding openly in an Omen's opus.
O Holy Knights of Columbus,
slay this native sin;
a requiem long since dead,
remembered again in the candid
half-mast handshake from a kinship
killing itself into perfection
after each critical mass
hits indigenous Manhattan.
You and I contradict the contrast.
We concede the spiritual debris.
What's left after the exodus
happens to be the confusion of existing.
The common man (God damn)
cannot abstain obscurity.
-as curated by the illustrious unseen.
© Timothy Edward
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