Cosmic Muse

A nature-focused type of poem. This is a attempt at being a bit mystical.

Cosmic Muse 

The solstice summons us into 

the cosmic sea, 

ever lost on the 

outer reaches of a galaxy. 

Are we like Odysseus? 

the lost noble wanderers?

The dark winter has been too long

true sailing is dead

our compass lost 

the stars wait for our return

The solstice summons us 

into her dark realm

where she conspires to seduce us 

with long nights and mystery

When will we understand

the depths of our own inner land? 

When shall we see that we have an 

endless sun inside of our 

dark winter? 

The heartbeat of the cosmos lives 

in the eternal cold darkness

but gives birth to endless stars, galaxies

novas, and frequencies of love

what else could this creation be?  

the lost sailors move to the rhythm of 

the oceans, waves of sorrow and waves or rapture

and sometimes drown in the chaos of being

remember and seek the inner realms of light

one day you will rise like water burned by the sun

We seek the solstice 

for the memory of distant suns

and our own shining exploding soul enfolding 

 allowing the rapture of the mystery to begin

We are all just blazing flames

trapped in time and space 

using gravity to wield our fate 

like muses burned by the memory of fire.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I love the abstract mystical and strange type of themes in writing. Questions of a metaphysical nature that has us wondering our place in the vastness of this universe. An enjoyable read with striking symbolism. Thank you for sharing your poem with us.