Our Cosmic Blast
is the greatest enigma
the lightflash of love’s beginnings
In this cyber driven time the machinations that direct our eyes, our hearts, our feet, our hands, mouths and mind lead us to a new perspective informed by hyper-communal awareness and rampant self obliviousness. We just don’t know what we are really doing.
In our ultimately light filled state- the Cosmic Splendor- the miraculous moment reveals to us a heightened clarity due to letting go of this confusion and we understand our place inside this eternal act of creation. It is always there.
It is a wild dance of living as form and light and love.
We sat together in candlelight
our wayward spirits drinking to unleash our tongues and disarm our darkened hearts
we talked about fixing the furnishings of the broken bits of our lives
we started believing we had found a unifying solution to our loneliness
forgetting that the designs and circumstances we presented
We saw the light and love and cherished that in the world and in each other.
We drank essential water knowing we are as good as the quality of this compound.
We drew new designs to reflect our time.
We held hands in the community and said thank you, over and over again.
We felt our flaws become the connective tissue in our hearts and souls
and understood the seismological nature of our earthly minds.
a poem by Taintor revised 3/11/18 (original dated 3/30/16)