THE IMMERSION
Immensi
tremore
oceani
who will teach my children Archimedes,
tel’ them
that life will seek to submerge them
wholly or partially
in mud, urine and feaces;
but remember, there’ll always be an upthrust obrying the laws of physics.
You see on this verso side of life, fishes drown in their failed attempt to swim,
here it is a taboo to dream,
and visions are not captured on the eye’s white film;
we the troubadours must sail home on an upturned canoe down the meandering stream.
tremore
oceani
who will teach my children Archimedes,
tel’ them
that life will seek to submerge them
wholly or partially
in mud, urine and feaces;
but remember, there’ll always be an upthrust obrying the laws of physics.
You see on this verso side of life, fishes drown in their failed attempt to swim,
here it is a taboo to dream,
and visions are not captured on the eye’s white film;
we the troubadours must sail home on an upturned canoe down the meandering stream.
Immensi
tremore
oceani;
who will be their John
unworthy yet to baptise God’s only begotten son?
Tell them that snails too may bear horns,
and only the righteous-blind will see at midnight the rising sun;
its always darkest before the dawn.
You see life will seek to set your ship on fire,
using an array of mirrors
at auto-ignition temperature.
But before you burn,
you must make your tombs
surmounted by a sphere inscribed within a cylinder,
make a perfect circle
from every given triangle.
tremore
oceani;
who will be their John
unworthy yet to baptise God’s only begotten son?
Tell them that snails too may bear horns,
and only the righteous-blind will see at midnight the rising sun;
its always darkest before the dawn.
You see life will seek to set your ship on fire,
using an array of mirrors
at auto-ignition temperature.
But before you burn,
you must make your tombs
surmounted by a sphere inscribed within a cylinder,
make a perfect circle
from every given triangle.
Immensi
Tremore
Oceani;
who will be their Moses
when red is the sea they see?
Tell them that local hands
can build global brands;
and parallel lines may meet and agree.
You see
that you walk without bonds and fetters
doesn’t mean that you are truly free;
cure yourself of ignorance
and be liberated from mental slavery.
The dead and the living share no sweet romance,
if you give doubt a chance,
then you shut the door to your own immortality.
Tremore
Oceani;
who will be their Moses
when red is the sea they see?
Tell them that local hands
can build global brands;
and parallel lines may meet and agree.
You see
that you walk without bonds and fetters
doesn’t mean that you are truly free;
cure yourself of ignorance
and be liberated from mental slavery.
The dead and the living share no sweet romance,
if you give doubt a chance,
then you shut the door to your own immortality.
Immensi
Tremore
Oceani;
who will instruct them to place affection,
pay attention
and set ambition
on purer speculations,
other than the vulgar needs of life?
Tell them the exact number of cattle in the herd of the sun,
and count the number of grains of sand that will fit inside the universe;
we must aquaint ourselves with the objects of our fears.
We must look the worlds in their eyes
and say to them,’do not disturb our circles.’
And though our hopes dangle
like the testicle
of the pendulum clock,
still there’ll be sweet-marah from the eyes of the crying rock.
Tremore
Oceani;
who will instruct them to place affection,
pay attention
and set ambition
on purer speculations,
other than the vulgar needs of life?
Tell them the exact number of cattle in the herd of the sun,
and count the number of grains of sand that will fit inside the universe;
we must aquaint ourselves with the objects of our fears.
We must look the worlds in their eyes
and say to them,’do not disturb our circles.’
And though our hopes dangle
like the testicle
of the pendulum clock,
still there’ll be sweet-marah from the eyes of the crying rock.
today,
we shall creatively forget to dress,
click on the eye above and unmask ourselves;
hang our old skins in the new shelves,
run into the streets shouting ‘Eureka!’
the mortal gods to impress.
Today!
the spirit will no more hover over the face of the deep,
no more upon the sea-bed to sleep;
we shall ask them for a place to stand upon,
and from that pivot-point, we shall move the earth.
we shall creatively forget to dress,
click on the eye above and unmask ourselves;
hang our old skins in the new shelves,
run into the streets shouting ‘Eureka!’
the mortal gods to impress.
Today!
the spirit will no more hover over the face of the deep,
no more upon the sea-bed to sleep;
we shall ask them for a place to stand upon,
and from that pivot-point, we shall move the earth.
by
Soonest Nathaniel
I.G: asotah_wisdom
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