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Mayaniverse
Were the dusts to be enough for
me to make a universe
Were the neutrinos to be enough
to bring about an all
New constructed engineering
marvel into being a new
Paradigm that makes magic into
science or science into
Magic I would make you a
Mayaniverse which will let
You see the universes that bare
eyes can not see nor can
Intellect find its way into
their construction whether they
Be here at the fingertip or far
away at light years’ ends
Were the cuts and wounds and
their bleedings and all
Their successive scars and
scrolls in whispered-freeze
Were the debris or their frozen
screams or the thunders
Of silence enough for me to
create a new universe I will
Make you a Mayaniverse that will
house infinities of your
Dreams endlessly calling out
onto forever-going eternities
Now That You Have
Now that you have taken that
oasis that you loved so much
And planted it inside the
eternal garden of your soul mind
You that you do not forget to
water and nurture that delicate
Loneliness of the eternal green
do not forget for a second so
That it stays in focus and you
keep it alive so that in this
all
Desert false-farce and taught up
comedy-clip cliché-mould
Do not touch you do not reach
you do not even find your
Reach and stay resolute and keep
on going as the oasis for
You are an oasis of the
invisibility that you study and
seek
To bring about in light like the
way the rose bud wakes up
Slowly in light enriching itself
gradually in light petal by
Petal inward outward rise and
there you stay eternally on
For life is infinity’s open
garden always opening out that
What we can only wonder about
without really grasping
Love’s Alphabet
of Faith
Waking up to find the day’s
diagram to the open out
Unfolding inwards towards the
open out as skies and
Lakes one into the other lights
and their choral blend
Calls to shape new shapes and
paint all anew colours’
Coral calls among the seagulls
flying among pebbles
Silently changing among the
skyscapes moving and
To and fro chased about by the
winds appearing from
Afar and near the waters static
flows yet silence holds
Breathless it all seems wider
horizon bends downhill
At the front and at the back the
dome beneath which
All that spread of variables we
know very little of but
We still strive to seek to find
the reaches of the lights
Adding the riches we make with
our beings’ coral
Spread in what we make with
love’s alphabet of faith
Destiny’s Little
Rose
Many a May make a year many a
day a dale
Many people a crowd many cuts a
Frankenstein
But only a one can shape a whole
with half here
Half there a person humanity’s
sanctum home
Many a soul blindly go right
towards walls as
No one may grasp destiny’s reach
but none can
Escape its scroll though only
time does grow its
Little Rose in volatile gardens
of all a-hostile web
In all the wounds and cuts or
culls or scalding
There grow the inner-green
rising to raise this
Newer shapes in newer blooms an
ecology new
There in all these markings in
paints and sparks
Is made a shell to protect
destiny’s little Rose
That it shall raise regardless
of whatever calls
As Light and Dark
And you would say come and sit
here beneath the lamp and
I will tell you of the story of
light and dark that feed us
along
The planes spread out this life
in living in dying as this flame
Flickers in the gentle flows of
our breathing and I will tell
you
Of little joys that feed big
sparks in us that illumine our
soul
You would say take a look at the
numbers none could exist
Unless exists the zero from
which they arise and fall back
to
And you would smile a joy
rippling out of your eyes
shining
Then silence would sing a
fragrance that would remind you
Of a wind in a space-meadow
where waves and rays weave
All-while invisible webs of
unreachable life's
awe-structures
And you would tell me your
dreams the sorrows that cut you
Wounds that raised scars and how
you built a garden out of
Them and I will listen you and I
as light ee dark as dark ee
light
They
Invented Sophisticated Cruelty
They invented sophisticated
cruelty and with it they stayed
civilised
Do recall the fact that they did
not touch him the good old
Socrates
Civilised they swam in filthy
rot of slavery by which they
consumed
All though they did much debate
and drank and ate fighting as
hell
They stayed still-civilised and
said here is the hemlock
Philosopher
Drink and go and save us from
your high-horse all good-stuff
etc
Sophia silent did stay witness
holding that infinite knife
inside her
Soul did she not in every breath
of her being feel that
violation-kill
Of one that only loved that
could only love and light up the
dark
Where the high Olympians were as
rotten as the low-earthlings
Sophia they knew not but they
had their sophisticated
vulgarity
Which crafted their fall yet
from Latium to Labaarnum
Shanghai
To Shangrila cruelty’s
sophistication goes by the
dark-force O he
Only loved O he could only love
Sophia’s light that forever goes
::: Munayem
Mayenin: July 2020 :::
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