Moon Over Rapids

Tears motivate
seeing to other states
Rivers of sorrow stagnate
as melancholia dictates

No chains chain kisses
for kisses ring of passion and eros
whether they be salutations or errors
truly the point misses
and one would piss chance
into chains should kisses be askance
in their fear of acceptance

No kisses kiss soul
for souls embody everything
and just the act of willing kissing
requires the soul’s assent
Although a kiss may result in ascent
and is predicated by certain scents
that kiss solely doesn’t touch soul,
nay, the soul kissing touches soul

No souls soul chains
for chains have of themselves a whole
which wholeness does not wield wishes
nor hold remisses
rather, chains have soul
and cannot chain
or bind that not desiring such pain

Never did a defeat
learn the difference between grace and grief
for defeat learns to defeat
not to uplift

Meaning…defeat only happens to those defeated
Instead of accepting defeat and the feat thus feted
would not avoiding such ill-fated life-graffiti
instill more vigor and vitality?

Sowing seeds of love
is as important as sowing seeds of mythology
and one would trust these seeds of love and mythology
to be loving, compassionate, polytheistic and personal
For, to enjoin the personal with the cultural
is to overcome obstacles beyond the peaceful dove
And here we see the setting moon
the blushed light of a potent sun
flickering its candlelight on the rapids
through this light, waving goodbye, invapid
and rapidly changing from static to intrepid