I have seen the light

I have seen the light
been baptized by the rains
tasted coffee, tea
and all the toasted grains
smelt the dog rose
and the freesia
felt floods of memory
great as cataracts
down the hills
powerful as the fear
of amnesia – plus
ten thousand other
modern ills. I have
heard the drunkard’s laugh
the old gossip’s chaff
and I have fingered the dust
of the night moth’s wings
and listened with all my might
whenever blackbird sings.
Men speak, but their truths
and lies seem both so small
while god – if god there be –
has little use for languages at all.




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