Semper Alicubi Sum Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

As grey cells wake from mist each mask
sun-kissed must fall as crystal clear
all may become. Once called to task,
heart answers finds, doubts disappear.
Mist fades, miasma, dark and drear,
melts as twin souls in sunlight bask,
complicity, no need to ask.

Two greet on meeting that once seemed
existence owed to fantasy.
Night’s curtains are no longer deemed
as substance, for shared souls may free
old walls, cold falls, hypocrisy.
Beyond appearances is teamed
complementarity redeemed.

Each time-frame opportunity
may offer, neither catcher, caught.
Catalytic commentary
supports momentum, brings to naught
all opposition danger fraught.
Synapses soar to nth degree
as symbiosis cuts new key

No shadow shapes shall call the tune,
no straws to clutch, no laws to bind,
nor ashes, crust, nor silver spoon,
no pause, no crutch, no flaws to blind
nor double dutch, nor sores unkind,
one touch much magic, very soon
turns each month into June.

Thus intuitions may prepare
enlightenment to sweep away
false inhibitions, vain despair.
Then bright intent two keep allay
dismay as soon another day
brings to fruition every prayer,
emotions [s]peak beyond compare.

Perfection the beholder’s eye
bestows on both unseen and seen.
Faith needs no jealous wraith espy,
nor twists the truth, seeks in between
sense transparent shady screen
or scheme to meanings dark imply.
Empathy with no good-bye.

Here is no gift but open hand
we hold if bold, if not, all lose.
Here lies no rift, no narrow stand
behold free choice, should we enfold? Refuse?
Within these lines we [th]ink the clues
have strength to link beyond Time’s sand,
and, nourished, flourish, understand.