Simple Solutions Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

When I was a young man, I
used to ask this question.
“Words are the tools of my trade.
What am I? ”

A simple succinct question.
No one ever knew the answer,
I am about to impart to you.
“A poet. A man to whom
words are sacred.”

Now I am old born old, and I
have a question, to ask of you!
“What is the quintessential value
of the entire human race? ”

“quintessence, from Latin quinta essentia, fifth essence!

The highest essence,
that coming after the four elements
forming the substance of the heavenly bodies,
the pure essence of any substance.”


? /? /? /? /? /? /? /? /?

guess

guess

guess

yet still uncertain

or do you know?


Did you work this out
with your amazing
astonishing powers
focusing reasoning?


Or was it a moments inspiration?
A moment of eureka?
A transcendental moment?

“eureka, from Greek heureka, ‘I have found it’

Cry of triumph at a discovery. The exclamation
(‘I have found it’) uttered by Archimedes
when he discovered the means of determining
(by specific gravity) the proportion of base
metal in Hiero’s crown.” Purity of gold in a crown.

Simple solutions achieved after great exoneration.
A testament to ideals applied in time well spent.

Race quest is to overcome
feeble foolishness typifying youth
and sudden ignorance judgements
defining limited intellect.


Upward psychospiritual ascent
widening expression
achieves instant (intellectual?)
cosmic all knowing


translating latent
unconscious collective thought
into intuitions awareness
creation nurturing new


psychological and social organizations
resonating critical mass,
higher guidance, aspirations
inherent in luminous divine spark.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock