21 Bites of the World

Le Monde-Tarot Deck c 19th century

I never denied the beauty:

Imperial pomp of sunrise,
The seductive glamour of sunset.

The snaking voluptuous river,
Swollen with incessant downpours,

The glitter of rare raw minerals,
A glimmer waiting in the depths.

Beyond the mist in the distance,
The harrowing sublimity of mountains.

The perceived chant of the angels,
Drifting across the aether.

The vertiginous descent of the eagle,
Intent upon the sighted prey.

The patient strength of the ox,
Harnessed for growth and generation.

The gilded and haloed lion,
Surveying the buffet of the savannah.

The shining lights of the city,
On the snow capped hilltop.

The voluminous text of flesh
Awaiting to be read in the dark.
 
The beauty of the world is undoubted:
But I suspected treachery
A beauty that bites after caressing
Wanting to leave its mark
Because it too is just passing
A floating world of samsara,
Always changing; never 
Still: completes a cycles,
 Pauses briefly before transformation
Then same as it ever was,
Is or will be.

14 thoughts on “21 Bites of the World

    1. To put Kierkegaard in a nutshell there are three stages of life, the aesthetic, the ethical and the religious. I am glad that you love the line. I do try to produce good writing.

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