Moth Man Poem by Trunami ...

yes,
this one has done seeking
and seeing of his own.
And this one has gleaned
the bitter research
of various scholary sources.
Still finding sacred reservoirs
in nature, naked text, and man.
And like a magnetic pole
an enormous amount things
that are readily evident
of spiritual truth
pull together as
one whole.
And unlike the marshmellows
whom you may think of,
this one goes to bed with
his shapely fate since
it is indeed his to posses
and freely affect.
what is more,
you may find encouragement
deep-seated knowing
this one’s aware of — evermore
a great many terms
and truths that pang
even the heart of him.
in a violence of
radiance they burn
in absoluteness,
consuming — this man
the ever allured moth.
as screams bellow out
continuously in the rotation of
charring silence.