at war with the winter <br />beliefs stripped bare <br />feeling like faith fucked me over <br />still I cling to everything and nothing <br />hoping to have it all <br />so far removed cut off <br />from the central heart of creation <br />like the universe had never come to know <br />my face or had somehow forgotten my name <br />hope is complimentary <br />suffering paid in full <br />resilience fashioned in the fires of remora <br />between ignorance and intelligence <br />the questions and the knowing <br />truths like hammer and heat <br />forging the sword that splits the stone <br />times i find myself unable to speak <br />incapable of communicating the song of myself <br />not due to shyness or disinterest <br />no far from it <br />having to express so much <br />endless questions condensed in a lifetime <br />often i have trouble knowing where to start <br />when to begin <br />how to stop <br />my happiness meditates in recesses hidden <br />between pain and artistic expression <br />resourceful products of imagination <br />formless substance manufactured in sublime factories <br />everything bound in becoming <br />robust embodiment of nonbeing <br />brethren of beings identities immersed <br />in an innate awareness deepening <br />the light that shies from sound <br />tones that speak only in silence <br />ageless voices reciting stories of the nameless <br />subtle worlds of crystal geology <br />the air that bristles with blue electricity <br />fascinating densities stretching the dark's supple fabric <br />knowing not a thing to be worth nothing <br />accepting anything other than defeat <br />perfection defined by persistence <br />everything a witness to the secret lives <br />of energies passing though all <br />lost but never forgotten <br />always one with the whole<br /><br />Gregory Allen Uhan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/always-one-with-the-whole/
