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Classified in Poetry. |
Gorecki:
The last poem ending the saga of the "Symphony of Sorrow"
by Chris Jones Kavelin
2005|
My soul holds many secrets. I went on a journey to the next world and have seen: myriad gifts of spirit, Lightscapes being birthed, spectrums of lovelight unseen, Loves infinite forms dancing, recreating, flying, the Beauty of my Most Beloved, reflected in all and within myself. Yet all, untranslatable, save as awkward gestures of my form in this world: The barking of a dog singing Mozart and Shakespeare. But now I have returned. Yet I cannot live in this world nor the next, rather I live in that in-between place that commands that I am attached to neither. I live in the pure fire that is the middle space where joy and sorrow tearfully embrace. My medium, my breath, my drink are those fused tears of flame. Now I live free of both hatred and love, I turn aside from the offered cup of ambrosial wine, that I thought was my happiness and joy, and swallow broken glass instead, submitting to the Will of my Ultimate Beloved... Yet wondrously finding the final miracle of Gorecki is that the wine is the glass and the glass is the wine. |
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