Perhaps the world is more grammatical <br />than grammar: reveals itself, a little coded – <br />as codes tempt, when grammar hides <br />under the guise of schoolmaster: <br /> <br />the artist, say, as verb: <br />as the verb, to be: <br />luring the mighty subject <br />beyond all thought, to become <br />an object we can all enjoy: <br /> <br />the sculptor, deep within his isness, <br />praying with his chisel <br />so that Krishna cannot but consent; <br />entering this stone; <br /> <br />the poet, listening to <br />the Word behind all words, <br />charming the spirit of all things <br />to make all objects sacred in our eyes; <br /> <br />the musician, listening to the silence, <br />as through his being, pass <br />worlds of knowledge beyond all words.. <br /> <br />we, as heaven’s verb, <br />watching as subject, object, <br />make themselves a mirror for each other. <br />Grammar could be love.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/artist-as-verb/
