It Is Darkest In This Place Xx Xxx Xx Improvisation 01 12 2016 Xx 12 01 2015 Xx Original 11 30 2015 Poem by Lee Mack

Charlotte, N. C.28269


Improvisation 01 12 2016
Original 12 01 2015





Its' Darkest in this Place


Its' darkest in this place
Open up your face and free the
Captured reason imprisoning a
Soul and a heart from meeting
Deep into the deep
The end is near the image clears
Waterspouts making waves come
Over faces drowning languages
Speaking the voice of imagination
Come to symbolize to know truth
Likewise hearing the imagination
Always present so then to think
The race that wins annihilates
The self that all races befriend
With love free from within the
Avatar of imagination
It is darkest in this place of
Wasted love causing us to speak
With tongues that mouths defile
Detached from Images repenting
All the while
Imagine it to speak to think and
To love to face I Am that, I Am
That (I am) judgment should agree
To present avatars to repent within
In love affairs with me
In parodies one face opens to
Another face another parody
Re-represent in each of us a plan
In this love of The Spirit awakening
To another imagination



(Page 1 of 2)


Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Reproduce with permission only.




(Lee B. Mack, It is Darkest in this Place, page 2 of 2)




In you the face of us the soul we see
Who came into my room? What
Came with it forming this language
Of verbal excuse inviting this
Darkness to host
Its darkest in this place without
Where we spend the exiled fates
This is not the image meant for me
Whom the love in it turns to light
Oh imagination I do believe.

































Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Reproduce with permission only.