Posts Tagged ‘faith’


December 24, 2014

The Devil is a great pretender
Every Devil knows it’s true
Behind the soul of sweet surrender
Does a Devil cast his view
But the soul of sweet desire
Dances blindly in the fire

See the Dog seek man’s permission
In fear against the striking hand
There lies the soul of sweet submission
As any Dog can understand
But the soul of sweet desire
Dances blindly in the fire

With all the world beneath their feet
Hear the gasping choirs sigh
Shouts the soul of sweet conceit
As every Angel sings on high
But the soul of sweet desire
Dances blindly in the fire

See the Fool; the gods abuse him
In his hands the puppet strings
Without the urge to ever use them
An eagle born with broken wings
But the soul of sweet desire
Dances blindly in the fire
lake flacid



December 9, 2014

If you try to run from me
I’ll build you prisons you can’t see
I’ll turn my fetters I’ll twist my ropes
Into my lofty music notes
If you try to block your ears
I’ll make you see what you can’t hear
I’ll take in your glance for questioning
The picture’s voice is deafening

aeternum vinculum

A Satiate Tattoo

September 13, 2014

Should it be a human dreams
Of heavens filled with winged beings
Or of a hell with demons vile
Encircling their burning pile
A slightly slanted mind will stray
Along the crooked passageway
Toward a light that distant shines
Toward a land of milder climes
The land that hides within the labyrinth
That’s only present in its absence
The thought that rests in fingers clutched
And still the fingers cannot touch
If there is a truth to know
Attainment starts with letting go


September 12, 2014

Do not send your prayers to me
Be the god you wish to see

The knives among the cutlery
Can cut to kill or cut to free

Do not fearful upward look
Courage strikes the baited hook

There’s no devil in the dark
That can rival human work

Do not think you can rely
Upon a single prayer’s reply

There’s no angel in the sky
That maintains the reason why

Heaven is a human choice
So let us raise our holy voice


August 9, 2014

To worship gods is to renew them
Their bounds filled in with lordly hues
To fall in love is only human
Some with reds and some with blues
But hearts are bound in wreathes of flames
When we breathe their holy names

The gods exist because we choose them
From among the shapes and signs
To see the truth in the illusion
There’s not a thing to hide behind
Nor a thought within the brain
That can commit them to the mind
Nor follow their legerdemain