To Regain The Lost Art Of Inspiration Through Perspiration Of The Mind Poem by Oleh Wolansky

To regain the lost art of inspiration through perspiration of the mind
Working overtime to reach Parnassus and the oracle
It is Apollo that I seek in this desperate time
The gift of beauty and art for the last decade
I have you to thank o mighty soothsayer
Master of dolphins and crows knowing the complex language with which they communicate
O give me strength to praise your name for aiding my love
She is a purest beauty whom I helped grow and nurture
Until she tried to return the favor for a stubborn fool
I cannot bring myself to find another as enchanting
For I have nothing to offer except my words and words are very cheap
In this day when it is pointless because no one cares
And the world drowns in greed and sensuality
In the final age Kali Yuga when
Humankind is at its lowest point finally reaching the end of its wretched corrupt ways
Help me wipe clean the filth that eradicates the very notion of enlightenment
Swollen hungry ghosts swarm us with their skinny necks and bloated bellies
They will never be satisfied in this life or the next and karma drags them down
To their respected destinations
O to gain passage to a higher realm
O Apollo I have called upon you many times especially in times of need
And you have never forsaken me
Let us find each other the statuesque and inimitable being that will assuage my grief
And allow for my life to continue
Because I linger on the wrong side of the fence awaiting to fall into the pit
I seek the light of truth may it dawn on me o great and glorious master of poets and philosophers
Bringer of knowledge and hope
Towards the unknown we strive with the dream of conquering the mysteries of the universe
And so we may with the aid of higher beings that nurse us like babies until one day
We too may stand on top of the mountain casting our gaze into the foothills valleys and plains
The return of the philosopher kings
If my lost love doesn't bury me I shall too stand proudly amongst them
Salvaging the remains of our lives and
Even if it is on borrowed time
Distend time with
Tricks of the mind and science
And it will seem like an eternity before dissolution