Sometimes
Sometimes incredible moments emerge, critical pauses,
Unfold then convergence,
A dam(n) close to breaching,
A cloud dissipating,
Without precipitation, fanning rains relief.
The moons alternate phases,
The winds secrets heard.
Never ignore those insights
Or let them be purged.
Directions appeasing reasoning.
Take long, rather than short cuts
This cycle ends, another begins,
The scale of inevitability pales.
It’s insignificant
Nothings for certain, listen to solidity morph.
As things rescinding, the matter,
Will scatter, new routes appear.
If you observe the patterning.
Manifest, thought, composers,
The state of consciousness,
The blissfully being. Seeing.
The tales flip, on heads create,
A new reality conjured causality.
Orbiting static duality’s pragmatic.
Realms in resurgent invigoration, poignancy reminds.
See synaptic snaps, the same,
As electrons flowing. Flowering.
Those that say ‘nothing is new’,
Misdirect dishonestly.
For fear of your discoveries.
The generalist lost of ideas,
Ranting implausibly, hoping, to,
Discourage you from imaginary.
Envy’s of enemies generosity
Endeavours to beacon their,
Sect over yours, belittling only.
To cover their listless causality.
If only you knew, what I know,
To be truthful dimensions exist,
Just ‘hidden’ from view fully.
The natural way, is complexion
Indeed, yet it stems from our.
Ideology seeds, simplicity’s.
Convenient covenant sieges,
Only when we study the wrong,
Inside us, can the bolder heal.
Take hold and be magnificent.
Uniting to see all similarities.
We share only minor difference.
Like diamonds glistening.
Be -ing a cherished, blessing.
We can all end disparities.
Place behind us, the seasonal
Set of ill-will, reflecting
The sweetness of bitterness swill.
Moving beyond malice afore,
Rejection of trauma, in network,
To get paradoxically caught in.
it’s already here, it’s just a voile,
Proximal yet part, the changling.
Retort is in a blink of an Iris.
Hellhole to paradise resorts,
Invisible, sheerness, perception.
Doesn’t make it unreal, but,
A migration for mindfulness.
Times not too short. It’s infinite,
Rightful, a must to push against
To the equilibrium equation.
That everyone’s equal, Rights.
Regardless of status. Patience.
Displaying trust to the untrusted
May, on reflection show naivety,
However, this engagement offer
Can justly transform another.
About the Creator
Paul Beckett
I’m a writer, horologist & joy filled fantasist. Reality to me is plastic. I’m fascinated with time, quantum physics, analogue and fashion.
My writings at least 69% autobiographical, often 99%
Fav:Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams- S.Plath
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