. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Rebirth

Sunday, July 16, 2023

Rebirth


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Salute.


(A lone voice whispers.)


I sensed it in the very depths of my soul

After I was allowed entrance  


To here 

To The Great in-Between


Where I've experienced the tragic tendrils of the loss of true love

You've ever seen


You are mine


No longer a sweet inquisition

Or a heartfelt instruction 


But a proclamation of a sad reality

I could buy for a pocketful of dimes


From Scarlet Ladies of the Night

Who once stood in straight lines


At Ranch Deltoro


When I like so many mortal fools 


Chased fame and followed blindly Mother Fortune


But now through liberation 

From a new tune


From such climatic anxiety and desperation


My body trembles with this new thought and its expectations


Was it worth it?


Not looking for real love 

Just bought love


In dens of immorality

And sorrow

Where sin persists


And now as I finally understand this


I'm at one with the bright lights of liberation 


At one with that singular truth and bliss


As all is finally revealed in The Transmutation 

Caused by The Purple Flame


The Purple Flame

Which can purge away

Any pain from any situation


I now know this as I heal

But it's too late


That when true love came


So softly knocking

Many years ago


Before Sin and Flaws tempted me to visit Ranch Deltoro


To engage in transgressions of God's laws


I should have dutifully kneeled and prayed


To save my soul

Years of sorrow


That would eventually find me one fatal day


I miss you my beloved
Moon Shadow Pissarro


(C)

Copyright John Duffy 


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