i have taken
to walking at night
through the backfields of my life
drawing ink from the well pond
surrounded by a chamber choir of
minstrel toads
tenor and baritone balanced
the bass has a loose string
my smile shapes into nirvana
as i am
a lover of imperfect things
in this place where i wash away the blood
from gruesome playground injuries
i know myself to be a reality
an unfolding lotus blossum
the drones buzz around me
urging me to assume my place as queen
at the risk of being beheaded
fear be damned
i have nothing to lose but regret
when the world has given all of itself
to nocturnal things
i seek the sage counsel
of the elders who placed the pomegranate trees
in eden
they tell me to command the fireflies
to float upward
becoming stars
knowing it is i
who determines my fate
avalon built in one night
to be burned again tomorrow
the planets revolve in the palm of my hand
when i consider the algonquin princess
from whose ancient earth-mother chromosomes
i sprang
greek gods conspire to please me
nectar sent from mount olympus
i am humbled with acceptance
my feet no longer feel the ground below
i float over the river styx
hummingbirds fly with lanterns
hanging from their bills
filled with luciferase glow
all of this majesty
so that i may
find my way to heaven
before the gates are closed
8 replies on “paradise must dwell within us before we may dwell within heaven”
This is so beautiful…an enchanted paradise for sure…magically relistic yet down to earth…i love it
Quite kind of you to say, David. I wanted it to read like tangible magic.
Intriguing writing.
I thank you…
Awesome poem! I’m linking your book at Planetary Poetry Society.
Thank you, Daniel. That is quite kind of you!
a beautiful blend of the spiritual, biblical and Greek mythology ultimately leading to heaven, nirvana. I like the use of strong imageries and the metaphorical lilt of the verses. Well done.
Thank you, madame. Your comments are humbling and warm.