By any other name….
By
Kurt Ardrey
What is a rose that stands erect and states its beauty?
What is a rose that penetrates the essence of reality?
What is a rose that renounces the comfort of complacency?
What is a rose that defies the winds of prevalence?
What is a rose in the midst of a field of dandelions?
By all accounts, it is a weed…..
Status Quo
By
Kurt Ardrey
You may hope for things on earth,
but:
God may be busy that day working on creating a new universe;
God may be pissed off at you for failing the plumber’s exam;
God my be busy realigning the course of an asteroid so it can destroy earth;
God may not hear your passionate prayer because the angels are whispering in his ear;
God may be resting because it is the seventh day of his new universe;
or:
You may have received a message from God
and you thought it was from a bill collector…
The Poet’s Creed
By
Kurt Ardrey
Be warned!!!
All ye that fashion images, subtle,
have no recourse or rebuttal….
If you look too good….
If you talk too wise…
then, surely, you shall be despised….
Be you not dismayed, my friend,
yours shall be a fitting end…..
To you was it given to be bold…
To seek what truths you might behold…
T’was God’s decree that you have this gift….
None can cease this ebb and flow..
Tho’ time shall pass and sands shall sift….
By this alone, shall we know…..
You have no choice in the matter….
So, prepare your meal with baker’s haste
Serve us up this tasty platter…
Not one morsel shall we waste…………
A Gift
By
Kurt Ardrey
for it has gone and come again
without your profane blessings.....
Let us give thanks to our ignorance....
Utter, if you must, even shout, your beggar's prayer
to the secret places of the Occidental Universe;
tho' it shall not be heard over the vibrations of cosmic laughter.....
Be at peace, my child....
You are not alone...
Close your eyes, quickly, so that you may gaze upon
that which burns without flame.....
Did you expect more?
Very well, I shall give you
one more universe;
tho' it is not mine to give.....
Take it!!!
It is a gift,
if you are prepared to receive it...
It is not much, but the least I can do
for one so confused......
Go forth!!! Take flight!!!
even past The Seven Levels of Heaven....
If this be your will....
I shall not detain you...
I am no one...
I am not...
I am nothing....
Go forth, then...
Saturn will wait.
Her rings will still be singing
ballads in celestial harmony
when you pass...
The Father, The Son, and
The Holy Ghost will still be there....
to contemplate the gilded tapestry
of the Great Gate.....
Trade truths with bewildered spirits;....
Trouble the angels with sophomoric queries;....
Lift the veil from Isis' face;...
between the velvet rays of sidereal light.....
Play hopscotch on the Jovian landscape;
Co-mingle with curious photons;
Chase a mischievious quasar;
Bathe in the warmth of a solar shower;
Eat lunch on a cosmic wave......
if it is your will to do....
You have no need for it...
It will not serve you here....
