In the Wilderness of my Solitude
I knew everything I needed to know without knowing anything
this knowing pervades my moment:
spiderwebs of time beat upon my shores with their embryonic embrace
sinews of edification breed hope and despair dance
I bow to the Earth and her straightaway brimstone, tacit as a Dandelion
behooved to catapult
this numinous inkling
of meta-oblation fractalling
touch the truth
Standing in the sun, willing to burn away, while others bask in frivolity
Wit clamors to take precedent,
all the while words struggle to make it back from their pilgrimage
heavy with the weight of the unspeakable firmament
The mountains are walking, but most two-leggeds are apathetic about their ignorance,
wingless,
driven by the machine…
the truth touches you
do you see?
"There's no sauce in the world like hunger." - Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
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