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Spiced winds
Emerald mountain.
Sweet cinnamon is wafting.
Taking to the heights.ClothierSilver woven threads.
Silent silky waves swaddle.
See light spinning beams.UnityIn skies so golden.
Swift songs spin sonorously.
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Sorry for being silent for a while! Things have been nuts over here as you might imagine. We are fine. I also got back to writing a bit here is a new sonnet. As always feel free to let me know what you think.
The Raging Unbound
Tell me tales of crashing light and darkness.
Weapons are clashing, shaking the whole world.
Armies on ruby fields that none harness.
Stained freely slaughtering weapons are hurled.
Lost purity as the earth is glutted.
The mountains are dust now, choking the skies.
Regions once great are utterly gutted.
Where once goodness stood reality dies.
Burning stars illuminate destruction.
A soft voice of healing halts them in place.
Raw wounds close and gone is the corruption.
All of the carnage goes without a trace.
What was cast out is truly made anew.
Time will recall what a goddess made true.
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To all I wish a season of light and peace in these dark and terrible times!! The hatred may rule now but may this season's light soon heal and redeem us from what we have beheld!! חג אורים שמח and merry Christmas to all!!
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Despite the rising hate my wife and I are well I even wrote two new Haiku!!
Fields so verdant glow.
Soft light dances on swift feet.
Silent music wafts.
Pearl clouds split in twain.
The light pouring as water.
Chase away the dark.
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I had promised my wife this for our wedding a little more than two weeks ago. It was unfinished until last night.
What do I say?
Stars in heaven, jewels, so sublime what can I say now in this moment when I am lost in your light? How can the cosmos be stricken with shadows so thick and oppressive and be chased away? Shrouds wrapping us in warmth illuminate the whole of the world pushing us into a place between dreams so divine. Region lashed in agony oh so painful yet there is a balm. Land eroded and tempests blow tossing about everything that the eyes can gaze upon and see. So many racing blows deflecting away painting the whole of the world in its power. Unrelenting might clashes ever so violently over the earth crushing it and ripping it asunder. Innocent and guilty where can they hide when all is rendered as nothing less than primordial rubble? Are there tears left to cry or is the ocean gone from here? Something comes now and all of the light is transmuted into a world, a universe nay a new reality as a tempest is born.
Gales of purity wash away the corruption down to the base of all things reaching into the icy depths and pulling forth infinite suns. They arise now and wipe away tears with a most gentle hand. What carnage spreads across the realm is no more and in fact, is lost to all memory. Forests of rot burn away utterly and completely leaving life itself flourishing as never before. Can a comparison be made between the most indescribable beauty who alone outshines every treasure that has ever existed and can ever exist? Speech is lost forever in a single moment so perfect that the dark splinters and is no more. Lost and found am I in light so sublime no art exists to compare now or ever again. Time may die and forever go even then you will live on. The immortality of humanity cannot approach divinity. All the universe may race away but in the end of all, you will be there to embrace me again.
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That's beautiful Nath
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As promised I'm checking in. My wife and I as well as could be expected given the circumstances. We are devestated by what is happening in Israel and around the world. We need all the allyship and prayers we can get. Will check in again soon stay safe be well.
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I have no intention to create a political forum here. I have a few words to say and I'll leave it at that. I got married two days ago. To the woman that I love most in the world. A woman about whom I have written many a poem. I regret nothing, but the timing. As you may or may not have heard the worst war in the history of Israel. The carnage is unspeakable and sure to get worse. I almost felt wrong getting married amidst the death and slaughter. We were I suppose a light in the darkness that has fallen as a cloak so thick as to be blinding. Remember to be the light in the dark never feel guilty for being happy because you deserve it!!!
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Congrats! I'm sure you have created a light for some people, and you can be a light for each other during rough times.
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Thank goodness you're okay, I've been worried about you man. As I was reading this I thought you were about to say something horrible had happened to you, or someone close. My thoughts and prayers are with Israel right not.
Congrats on your marriage, may you be able to turn darkness to light.
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Thank you everyone for your kind words. Tonight will be a dark night. Please keep us in your thoughts and stay safe all. I'll check in frequently.
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Poem # 49
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Mountains heave their shoulders upward roaring in rage sending their fiery words into the heights where clouds deeper than the abyss obscure them. Rivers gouge gorges into the earth as even gods fall away at the approach of the molten ocean pulled from the burning soul of this accursed place. Vulcan lacks the power to chain fury that peels the world back so that pestilence can turn bones into nothing more than shattered fragments. Warriors are lit aflame; their armor is slag pools that bathe Ceres and bring out screams that race tirelessly across the whole of humanity’s world. Cities simply vanish into unending darkness their inhabitants consumed instantly. Nothing remains, but the blazing earth and shroud of pitch that specters pull over a universe that is only a husk. Not even the carrion survive in a world devoid even of gods whose influence while at times unfelt held together the sundered cosmos.
Beyond all of the death and above pillars of a temple of death that rises from carnage incarnate a single jewel on high glows. It rushes downward and with a single blow slashes through the haze and solemn silence. A clarinet of diamond that radiates with a blinding inner power sounds from the midst of a star given the flowing form of flesh. Eyes alight gaze about as music chases choking clouds into oblivion. Each note turns back the flow of time itself, restoring the whole of existence to what it was before if slightly more than it had been. Mortals and immortals once lost now erupt from the aether as though they had not widowed kingdoms. Crowns crumble from the heads of those who rise at the hand of a tune more divine than those who had demanded worship and offered little in return. Forests of both wood and stone teem again as the song never dies or slows. She who plays weaves art that envious primordials admire from below as they too for all time shall know the cost of rule.