Just For You Poem by Neran Sati

Our brain works like the receiver exceptionally tuned
for a perfect song, the dance out of most subtle call
the signal from below, or beyon' eye or ear, though
ever coupled to your Be. Yet, in other times

It's like cloud hindering higher lit, sticking up
harsh, against grey covert, the spotty mist;
it body juice of wishes & desires, the shreds
of blooming infant dreams - out of balance peers -
piercing synchronicity like barren rocks the Sea.

And you couldn't tell if that reflectin' sublime
body meteorology, forecasting the destiny, or
God's like geography, the astral rules, it angels
rolling the devine, but demons hellish melody
chimed - just for you - with casual harmony.


02-02-2016