Gravitational Pull Poem by Christine A Kysely

I center myself from within
Toward the gravitational pull of the Ibis
Toward the whiteness that I wish to wear
Away from the darkness of despair.

I am suspended from within.
Suspended between the nothingness
The nothingness between the evil and the right
The nothingness between the darkness and the light.

My lefthandness leading to my right
To a possession of my memory not just for reminiscence
But for wisdom and the sacred knowledge
Of Theuth and of all the Earth.

I do not want to be hearer of nothing
I desire a reputation of understanding
And care not for the approval or disapproval
Of those of forgetfullness and Thebes who know not of the Ibis.


(January 7,2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved