The Dual Angel
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A Meditation in and ChoiceIntation to Lucifer
Angel disarmed, lay down your ing, finally tell
The currents, stops and altitudes between Heaven and Hell.
Or were the scalding stars too loud for your celestial velleities,
The everlasting zones of emptiness uny to your imperious
hand?
Did you admit the shocks and shuttles of the circumstance,
Ahe aeons ever sinister
Or were they just vulgar as a marathon dance?
Did you keep camping all through chaos
paring colors of infinity to neon lights?
Forever were you insolable during the downward flight
Spurning the fort of affinity and rose, the rest of su, clarity,
Avoiding rainbows in that desperate clash against the stars?
Your tearless wizardry soon caught the rhyme
Of universe, the plaary chimes, atomic quandary.
It took you only a zone or two to riddle
The top-secret density relating Spae.
Did once your hurtling seurn
To paradise that you had robbed and spurned?
Did you once wonder, oime weep?
As earth nears, turn again defaulting eyes to paradise<cite></cite>,
Defaulting eyes, turn once again
With the prese of further bliss
Before you shudder with the first and final kiss.
Hymen, O Hymen
It was the time when the star was inchoate
And there were only revolving seas and land still malleable.
There was no garden at that time--but there was God.
For when the sun burst God chose the minority side of firmament
Aled oh to study an experiment.
We know nothing of that meeting, nothing at all
Only the protean firelight fearful on the wall.
Since we only know it happes anybodys guess
How abdicated angel asked for and found Gods rest.
Ecce, the emperor of velocity and glare
The splendor from his awful odyssey, his starlit hair
Landed on a rim of o, striding to shore
The radiant grad arrogance before
The blue-veined instep faltered and slowly dimmed the pirate eyes.
Ecce, the quailing emperainst a violet sea and the primeval
skies.
Behold this homage to a majesty almost impossible to explain
For after the heavenly holdup God was left rather plain.
Deliberate and unadorned, but after all what need
Of scepter had the hand that hewed the Universe?
And ruler of infinity has little use for speed.
His visage black with wind and sun, almighty hand vibrant with
strife
Feeling in blank mysterious seas the secret miracle of life.
Imagihe enter when the polarities ce
When stars of love and sorrow met Satans jeweled glance.
We are told nothing of ception, really nothing at all.
Only the firelit symbols of an antique nurse scary and ging on
the wall.
We are told nothing
Of the vibrato of desire remorseless
Until the solar-plexal swinging
Orchestrates to all flesh singing.
Post , omnia tristia sunt.
Sadness, then sleep, the blaze of noon, loves gladness.
There was no witness of this bridal night
Only azoic seascape and interlog angels might.
So now we speculate with filial wonder,
Fabricate that night of love and ponder
On the quietude of Satan in our F<bdi></bdi>athers arms:
Velocity stilled, the restful shade.
Satan we uand--but what was Gods will
That iight before we were made?
The day He pleted His experiment
Found in the seas that atom he willed alive
Nursed in His awesome hand, taught to survive
The shock of creation, watched with His love and care
Astride in o and unknowing that Satans o-skipping eye
was there
Envisaging end in the beginning, wrestling with Gods life,
The eye of guile had sliced the atom with Sataniife.
Love And The Rind Of Time
What is Time that man should be so mindful:
The earth is aged 500 thousand millions of years,
Allowing some huhousand millions of margin for error
And man evolving a<tt></tt> mere half-million years of sciousness,
twilight and terror
Only a flicker of eternity divides us from unknowi
And how far are we from the fern, the rose, essential yeast?
Indeed in these light aeons how far
From animal to evening star?
Skip time for now and fix the eye upoy
Eye gazing backward or forward it is the same
Whether Mozart or short-order cook with an infirmity
Except the illuminations alter their shafts
Except we would rather be Mozart, we want to last as long as
Possible, to radiate, to sing
Although iy it may be the same thing.
In Gods os acc to report
Nothing lapses, no gene is lost
After turies may bustle in the sport
Which will in time and the line.
Those who find it a little harder to live
And therefore live a little harder,
As struggling gene in oic plant
Predestine voluntary cells that give
The evolutionary turn to fish, the
With multiplying brain that dominates earths feasts.
From weed to dinosaur through the peripheries <s></s>of stars
From furtherest star imperiled on the rind of time,
How long to core of love in human mind?
The Dual Angel
The world dazed by Satanic glares
Like try children spangled-eyed at ty fairs
Seeing no terror in trapeze, kiic thrill of zones above listening,
And the unheeded shrill of the world lost, rocketing in space,
Despairs of those who are struck down upon Hells floor and die
--or crawl awhile a little more.
The screams are heard by blasted ears within the radiation zone
And hanging eyes upon a cheek must see the charred and iridest
craze--
Earth orphaned by atom, each man alone.
The furious intellect relating furtherest space to beyoime,
Exalting abstras, vaulting the 1 2 3,
Defaulting from the simplest kinship, disjoining man from man,
Seeing across os, and stumbling on a grain of sand. Almighty
God!
After the half a million years this is the tury of decision
Between obsest suicide and Mans transfigured vision.
Here are the fl plant, beast and the dual angel,
The living whles with the weight of dead and,
Reizing victory, surmises radian lead.
Father, Upon Thy Image We Are Spanned
Why are we split upon our double nature, how are we planned?
Father, upon what Image are we spanned?
Turning helpless in the garden ht and wrong
Mocked by the reversibles of good and evil
Heir of the exile. Lucifer, and brother of Thy universal Son
Who said it is finished when Thy synthesis was just begun.
We suffer the sorrow of separation and division
With a heart that blazes with Christs vision:
That though we be deviously natured, dual-planned,
Father, upon Thy image we <u></u>are spanned.
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