Mein Fervour

I’m not
invincible, though
my mind
seems
to believe it is

Maybe
it comprehends
something
to which
I am
as yet
unenlightened to...

...I hold in view,
though my frame’s prone to shaking,
an imagining of post-death;
a dawn awaits aft penitent living.

Golden periphery
that we librate to see,
or at slants profess knowledge,
few are those adept
at truthful sight of thee.

I can only claim that I feel.

...Merely,
I believe
existence is energy
and any system
diminishes or empowers
in causative skews.

It’s what one body,
one form,
affects to another.

No matter,
death,
there is continuance of malleable energy,
that even in faithful imaginings
we forge towards
concrete enlightenment.



Written 2012-10-24, © J. Dobbins