Chapter 5: Still Alive Poem by guillermo veloso

Chapter 5: Still Alive



Sun Explodes in
Particle and wave
Head cracks wide and universes spill
In rainbow dreams and
Deep forest faeries
Spring springs forth a million miles a second
Not measured in bits but
Absorbed in eons
A feeling in my space of connection and immersion
Of unison and subsuming
Energies and lights
This world beckons beyond the banal
This energy awaits and
This feeling of useless gestures,
Wasted breaths and lost loves must fade
Conversations about nothing and minutes spent
On nothing
What an impact (impact…such a word)
What is this weightless life worth if not impact?
If not
Then what
If so
Let’s go
Water in lungs replaced by air
An exchange of life giving elements
And time is illusion
As is space
Silver gold trinkets fade in the grind of erosion and time.
Wealth measured in mineral is lost in air and process
Oxidation degradation degeneration move to
Regeneration, repatriation, restoration and
Time awaits the one who feels no time,
Who feels no repercussion
A life ahead that warrants no bail
And wants for nothing banal
The old, the young, the gentle, the poor.
I met with Jesus in a blind alleyway and felt a blind love
Divorced from dogma and verse
Saints be praised and saints be damned
And this world spinning like a ball of yarn
Shrugs at the infernal like
Gaugin in his moment
Tahiti virgin, free and alive
This is how the fever breaks
This is how it moves
On a chariot of cells and misplaced prayers
Alive and benignly indifferent
Yet happy for the journey

Friday, May 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: renaissance
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