I Am Emerging From Shadows Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

My innocence is beautifully descrived in her lineless face

I more or less live in the forest fleeting images suggestion of indulgience in romantic pleasantness, of gazing wistfullness

a caring glance, that records my progess and its emotionalcontent

registers me a vessel containing, affecting adding to the perception of what is, and what is holy and divine, causing a n efect to the destiny
aserting what is good or bad

its capacity to love, forgive

asserting this relative value of my vessel

I hide among the trees


I can see the shiny apples on the tree


Friend of passion

Friend of the moving clouds

The nutritive milk of these verses distilled from verses of stardust

Makes me prince of the green field

I watched five murders on the television, my visions of birds free were obscured

My connection with the higher spirit was diminished by the cacophony

The battle of good spirits verses bad spirits the path was obscured we had to pass the sea

Some had good boats some had bad

the ivy still continued to creep up your archway

Was the lake sullied or clear and could we see the reflection of this shy prince

we who hold the sceptre

My true relationship with this deity was revealed

Conditional or non conditional

I cant tell you the names of all the assasins

I can tell you where paradise is

I know your name

Your paradise has a stone archway

I have 100 pictures

I depend on the nutritive milk of the verse

because i am endimion the sheapherd prince traveling to your garden of bowers with its archway of lime stone, with ivy strangling it

The good vibes vanished, the world and its hypocracy described

It sugested something not relatively valuable and an offence to my subjectivity

The earth entices me away from the sky

The hardened core i have been reduced to is near destiny

the I cannot reach the outer circles of the divine paradise

To hear the symphony directed by my deity

The ideal acomplished

I put rythm to these melodies the mind lacks

I follow endimion the sheapherd prince the constelations guide me and the destiny of nations