We need to talk

I see you

Reading

Listening

To stories

My stories

Weaved in rhyme

Now captured in font

Forever in time

Voices and

Emotions

Invading and dancing 

Like a young Fred Astaire 

and Ginger Rogers

Within your mind

Their power to tempt

You to return

Growing in strength

Each day

You call my way

I know 

For I sometimes feel you

Holding your breath

As you read

How do I know

This

I know 

Because we share

The same need for 

Spiritual bliss

The need of

Catharsis

Of the soul

The ultimate sweet

Kiss

I know you've suffered 

Tragedy 

Me too

Drank 

Pain daily

Like cold water

Walked in seemingly

Endless rain

Me too

And it's why you return

Like Cleopatra returned

To Anthony 

For some of my understanding 

And sunlight 

To pierce your dark skies

For we are now 

Part of an extended family

Sunlight and understanding

To help return your smile

To tempt you

To stay awhile

For with time

From the ashes 

Of whatever blasphemy 

You've endured

Like the mythical

Blue Phoenix 

You will rise again

In your own form

Of self baptistry

For all of God's flowers

Need to bloom

Even you

Sat or laid

In that very room

So when things feel

Like they're breaking

And your world starts 

Shaking

Don't feel scared

But instead 

 Be prepared

Transformational energies 

Are flowing

Like the Nile

To you

I can see 

You've been absorbing 

These lines

Walked in my psychic shoes

For a mile or two

So I've felt you overcome 

Some fear

Try to burn all thoughts of 

Blame or shame 

In the Blue Phoenix 

Rejuvenating flames

As you slowly read and

Transition from pain

Just know this 

With catharsis

You'll return the purity

The light and strength

You were born with

Always embrace 

That thought

Angels and Devils in

disguise

See you too

With ever-opened eyes

Just try to see 

Which is Witch

Between all the truth and lies

And you'll be fine

We all have a backstory

Some sad

Some filled with glory

I don't know where you're from

But I can offer you 

Something

Out of the Heavens

A gentle stroll around 

My own Poetic Garden of Eden

For I'm just a narrator

A saviour visiting 

Day or night 

Materializing

In words

Like a friendly

Apparition 

To help you grow

And know

My offer of Escapism

Is just a touch away

So take my hand

Whenever you need me

And I'll come

From the

Great Schism

Summoned by your

Souls drums

So you can hear

My voice speaking 

In your mind

In rhythm 

As I help you

Heal

For God so gifted me

The power

To feel

And so I now share it

With you

For free

To have fun

Now go to another

Free Gift

And read on

To escape whatever 

Your self-imposed prison

And believe in

The Power of Cataphatism

Salute

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

Definitions of cataphatism:

noun:   

the religious belief that God has given enough clues to be known to humans positively and affirmatively 

(e.g., God created Adam `in his own image')