Eternal Lucidity Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

From everlasting silence,
Unconscious, ocean of night
Where instinct and being soar,
Into whatever may be

Call out, nothing, where is this
Around, everywhere, darkness
Everywhere a solemn vertigo
Entangled, obscured feelings

This featureless aurora
Float swirls of those in between
Oasis or misery, a choice
Crossing this unknown desert

Chosen for this mysterious trip
Remain here, stark, quiescent,
While around crowd the others
Cry, hope, death; astonishment

A voice heard, a whisper, who
The witness of evermore
Somewhere in this metamorphoses
Fear morphs into uncontrolled desire

Could this be, a conduit of space
To infinity, populated
By the unfortunate who find not
Themselves when they travel in this place

Ask again, anxiety and doubt
Or an enigma at least
Listen to the hours drifting, dying
Dying, dying, time untouched

Die, be more nothing
Enter the silence
Forever in dementia
Then see the universe of the night

Nothing, nothing, rage assures
Tomorrow extinguished, not promised
Sewn in a cloth, prey to Nevermore
That's the trouble with never

Never, said and done can't be undone
What was let go can't be held again
To be without, realizing now
There's just not another way to be

Then, surrender to the one
The one born of shadows
Trust in a different kind of truth
A degree of acceptance, as is

So, have not only this life
Go, alone, seek that certain future
Forget what the centuries have done
Trust the eternal lucidity

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