Oh Great Wanderer of time and place
we beg thee show us thine face.
Let not the idle words of man curse the path thou hast lead.
Oh Great Wanderer of journey and tale
Of magnificence and peace show thy face.
We have yet to see the time brought forth by thine own coming.
But let us not keep thee, let us not bring thee down with sword and flame. We pray thee continue thy task.
Oh Great Wanderer have us praise the path of wisdom, exalt that pain, glorify that suffering.
Or is it not yet time?
Show us thine simplistic perpetuation of that thing most desired, that thing beyond reckoning.
Leave us not as we were but guide us to that place we aspire.
Oh Great Wanderer, thou hast born of thine own ways, that which may not yet be perceived.
Through rock and water we hast tread, yet I say all is lost 'cept for that one, that single of miracles.
In time we gaze upon thy grace and seeing to a way, a way not far traveled.
But the place of which, only through thine own benison shall we understand, is left undeciphered.
So now, oh Great Wanderer, of such torture thou hast born, we now shall listen.
In your time of passing it has all been shown.
Of wisdom, of men not setting face against, of time after war but before the fall.
Thou, Great Wanderer hast lead us towards wisdom.
Xzavier McInnes
4/15/08
J.B.R. 2322 #9
A poem to Walt Whitman, he reached out to us before we were born, the least we can do is answer back.
Insanity wrought forth the beauty of genius.
As I lay here thinking of the times before memory,
I see your gaze, caught in the seas of the moon.
Here we stand looking out on the fields of towering steel.
Remembering before you said "I am with you".
In the now of uncertainty you guide me.
Eyes of clear carbon grey you watch us in a time before we were.
My sweet, listen now in your hour of need.
We and I, we are here waiting for your soul to bear us hence.
You gave us that comfort without the time to realize it, that we, that I need and will yearn for.
As sons and daughters of your words, your spirit.
May we take pride and elation in that which you could not.
And now we take up your watchers standard.
I am here, we are here, for your struggles and desires.
Xzavier McInnes
4/14/08
J.B.R. 2322 #8
COMMENTS
Beautiful.
You've done a really fantastic job with this. =]
Walt Whitman would be proud.
♥
very nice!
I love it, mi amor. You did a wonderful job on it. :-*
Wow ....Beautiful.
"Insanity wrought forth the beauty of genius.
As I lay here thinking of the times before memory,
I see your gaze, caught in the seas of the moon."
If these words were liquid, I would drink them with abandon. Just incredible, my new friend.
Once more I find myself in doubt
Once more I hear the call of emptiness
Shall I continue to deny
Or shall I muster faith to accept
There is no perhaps, only yes
Once more I am faced with terror
Once more I am driven to despair
Is it truly that unbreakable twilight
Is it time to say farewell
Each day makes weaker my spirit
Once more there is a cloud
Once more I can not outrun it
I tried all that I could
I prayed until eyes black and sore
It is that which has been feared, but ignored
I am all but barren
Once more I am forced to let destiny take me to that unknown place
Once more, no, not again
There is only black and silence
Xzavier McInnes
J.B.R 2322 #7
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BelovedTwilight420
03:33 Apr 16 2008
Bravo! Always love the way you put your words together; thanks for sharing with us. :-*