Contemplation

Lorenz

I was this thought in motion

eager for brutal sensations 

flight of the eagle on the summits.

In revolt against gods and men ,

Living in this dimension 

of the ever-changing wind ...

 Insolent young courtesan 

in the kingdom of elephants ,

seducer of haughty princesses

 and naive virgins ...

  I wasn't talking to the birds 

  I did not question the clouds,

   my rapier as faithful mistress...

  Proud  of  his well-born  destiny ,

  sometime throwing an obolus

   to the manant distraying me ...

   But my friends were only libations 

 and illusions in houses of solitude ...

   The sword rusted in the scabbard ,

I laid down the warrior's tunic ,

  making myself ,philosopher and explorer...

Drawing from the source of books

in dialogue with Nietszche and the Buddha

taking a walk with  Brahma and Jesus

 and reading the holy book dictated by the angel

I was no longer given over to the mermaid song ...

I'm the appeased  Prometheus,

freed from the chains that shackle his soul .

 Here, I am a gardener cultivating the temple orchard

  I talk to the clouds 

and understand to the birdsong .

 Smiling at this young man 

who finally recognizes himself in this mirror .

 But it's getting late and a bit cold ...

  I'm off to eternity for evening prayer .

  

 

 

  

  • Author: lorenz (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 28th, 2025 08:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    There are a lot of deep thoughts bred from images in this poem. A wonderful poem of self reflection and deeply philosophical. A fave

    • Lorenz

      Perhaps something in the shades of our life story ? Thanks for fave !

    • Ellen Marsell

      Sooner or later, the moment comes when the outward search turns inward. True understanding of the world comes through a dialogue with oneself and the wisdom gathered over the years. A wonderful piece!

      • Lorenz

        It's better to feel remorse than regret !



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