Scriptor Press - The ElectroLounge
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xiii. Nada<br />
Chase her among the beats, stellar<br />
music tightens sad, releases joy,<br />
melodies of knowing & nada through<br />
the mist moving all things. She nears<br />
again & the why breaks into branches &<br />
windy petals, among the beats what’s<br />
obscure flickers open, love plain &<br />
golden. From a life’s anguish shudders<br />
out a dream, now glittering, flare, explosion.<br />
She nears again, among the beats, &<br />
I cry faith! fidelity! Receive me your every<br />
terror I will quiet you. Burn our ruins to<br />
cascade night’s pathless woods. Home<br />
a chase among stranger beats now, awhile.<br />
Faith, fidelity. What must love become to<br />
endure? Dream me, kiss me, make it hard,<br />
make it hurt. Beat my will into a weapon for<br />
your worship. I will be the lasting instrument<br />
strumming you, stroking you, blowing<br />
out the rhythms & melodies your heart<br />
bears but hardly still calls its own.<br />
***<br />
55<br />
<strong>The</strong> Cenacle / 54 / April 2005