Treasure Island

cristobal Benjumea

(190865 / jersey)

well the sweetness ball balancing on orion

I don't mind telling you that I will never envy the sweetness of your nights amongst the coloured lights

I too would be a hurricane

but i think carefullness and beholding the secrets of the dim universe

glory enough, to be me on a special occasion

to unleash the me

with sharp teeth

I think they jump over the abysses too.

to come out of the shadows

the dance quantum, waltz has them in the thrall

singing nrings them to extatic levels, at 20 rupees, a coffee, let us be grateful

for being closer to the truth

the envious cares of others

for people that arnt us,

white marble statues with veils

but who does not like eden

who likes crows

whateverlove stirs amongst these leaves, stirs this form I have, me

when love holds me

there is always thunder

is this the oasis

will god bestow his grace

to empty altars

who dares voice an opinion

lest they to be judged

what illumination, images that do not include the forest

the depth of which is a mystery as is his origin

what is the image of desire

and its content

to content those he loves

on his helpless devotees

dance garlanded at his feast like we were possessed by a compounding rythym,

the beautiful parade, of antique actorsthe breeze entering the forest tells us something, the wishes of the gods

entering the profoundities of humans, who endeavour to flourish like flowers

so you see we are actors penetrating the audiences perceptions, what is, what can dance in rapture for your joy

so we can scream and shout

and rest easy, our heroic purposes, unveiled

and the reality of starlight percieved

so the story continues unravel, and its perception is different to each person to interest the ghost dance

Submitted: Friday, November 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, January 24, 2014

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