Instinct

In-tuition

INSTINCT

 

1: dimension

daydreaming cloud shaper 

a / line 

inhale 

curve deep 

2: map  

cartography  

mark with X's and decisions

red line black light precision  

the foot prints overlay 

we run - we hide - we erase   

3: thirds  

there is no rain, no snow , sky

a blue delineation

horizon stretched in elevation 

memories take possession  

confine in expression  

anywhere uncharted 

4: fate  

past the edge 

glimpse past the past  

a music box and a sun aimed looking glass

jump in elegance 

the saving grace 

I find a singular point in space  

peering over and beyond 

Epilogue : 

the seed sown 

takes root within the mystery black 

meandering  rhythms 

of a nomadic path 

to an oasis 

for my thirsty eyes 

as I wander to  

the beginning   

 

copyright © 2014  Robin Christopher Amaral  

Reviews

[Crowley]

So reading this I started thinking about the "Dune". That magical quality of those things that make beauty and regret on a daily basis for not paying attention and realizing what's right there in front of you. Great piece, I love the set up and the ultimate disposition in the Epilogue. Nice to read you again after all this time.

[Philip Muls]

As a thesaurus with very different meanings for the same word.

Captive ending.

[Alicante lullaby]

Beautiful...dream like...:)

[kmartell]

"as I wander to the beginning".... really like that line.
"singular point in space peering over and beyond" also good.

There is a searching mystical quality as Frank says. I do hope you find the oasis...

[SkinlessFrank]

You are a mystic. Your words always take me out of myself, out of this time and place, searching for who I am.