silence, between lovers, is a sound
louder than the quiet closing of a wound
more eloquent than poetry
composed in midnight solitude
meditations on the sacred name
serenade wordlessly chanted
two names
love’s and yours
they are the same
a speechless hymn
within the heart expanded
sings it’s perfect self
in variations infinite
to move the universe with song
we, if worthy, are it’s instruments
posted by idnami @ 5:49 PM
2 Comments:
you will note that any structure in my poetic works is rarely very strict anyway. I am quite a big fan of "approximate rhymes" that simply weave themselves unobtrusively into the overall rhythm. things like "sacred name" and "serenade" or "infinite" and "instrument". i rarely adhere to patterned rhyme schemes, but prefer to catch the reader a little off guard with the rhyme after they have stopped expecting it.
i enjoy contradiction and paradox and especially as an expression of the particular feelings i am attempting to articulate, this seems apt.
i would not say redundant, i have expressed something a little more complex here. one becomes two becomes one. meditation apon the sacred nature of love, the beloved as the object of spiritual devotion, the equation of human and divine love flowing in both directions, the very human experience of romantic love as an initiation into higher states of consciousness and being.
lets see what else. all this wordless chanting soundless song type stuff is the closest i can come to expressing the symphonic complexity of thought and feeling which so overwhelms me i am unable to speak one word of expression, but can only sing it into the inner planes and trust that it will be heard (even by my beloved who claims he is not "psychic" and does not believe in pure, mind to mind communication, even as he becomes increasingly skilled at it).
i do not feel that it requires much of a leap of logic to assume that MY poetry, composed at noon or midnight, will be eloquent;)! yet it is pale and weak next to the experiences i attempt to articulate at times, such as now.
the word "worthy" does not imply any kind of moral value judgment, but simply to express ones suitability(or lack thereof) to be an instrument through which the divine music can be played. an out of tune piano may be considered "unworthy" to be played in a concert, though it may be a fine piano needing nothing more than a minor "attitude adjustment" to produce lovely music. it is a recognition that while everyone needs love and is deserving of it, not everyone is ready for it or entirely receptive to the complete experience of giving it as well as recieving, which does entail a less selfish mindset, which may introduce some of those moral concepts i said i wasnt talking about. meh. its many-layered, like everything else i do.
taken in its wholeness rather than line by line, what did it say to you personally, and how did it make you feel?
it does have a lonely feel to it doesnt it? at least at first. a very solitary meditation on duality. a single voice which joins in the universal song by the end. damn im brilliant.
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