bent toward infinity

for the EMO ones

oh, child of lost innocence
steeped in unjust miseries
speak to us
call out from your tears
fallen from secret fears

darkly the plaint of wasted dreams
doubtful conflictions
dust and ashes
time to time to time
dire, unconnected, meaningless ...

where is your Mother now?
she cradles
     the Moon
her orb undifferentiated
her light softly, clean:sing
an ancient cares:sing,
lullaby sweet child of Earth

... that you're sent away
while your light aspires fiery to far heights
far from home, fallen star
in agonies burned ...
fall further still, come crashing, spurned ...
while you shake in uncertainty ...

... wing up to that sky
that wondrous sky
into which you'll fly
oblivious of gravities pain
wing up again…

you're a natural mutation
an ever reaching biological organism
a self determining intelligence
a longing ancient ache
  wild and creative
            bent toward infinity

the way of this life
every tear a cleaning
laughter o'er fear!
sweet child of wonder
oblivious of gravities pain
wing up again
and again…

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[Pema Dorje]

having kissed the beloved with the same kiss the beloved kissed me, in that sweet kiss an eternity, where inside out without a doubt, the heart laughed buddhafully -- met and worked with the Boddhisattwa from the Scorpion Mountain monastery in Tibet, the Dackshong Rinpoche -- he revealed the Yellow Brick road and who was behind the veil pulling the string theory -- gave me the Romantic contradiction name of Pema Dorje ( Lotus Blossom-Lightening Bolt or in Western speak Flower-Power ) -- nevertheless this is a pome for the overflowed and overwhelmed and those who, burdened in their misery, seek but can't be found