Life's Passing Images
- Date: 2009-02-07 - Word Count: 329
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Be they real or imaginary
transient scenes by gaze of ours
through out time ordained us
residing in world ever presented
in pictures of color nay partial
to either black nor white
for shades be subtle as emotions
realizing well more then two sides
for in all there be not one of other
yet richness of sight as
the symphony be of harmonies
Be they images in act of life
followed taking on emotions deep
from contact scenes to delight
yet in all be there sense
from what be but to please being within
content at strike in sound of melody
to waken spirit in dance or enchantment
Be they passionate fragrances
of intoxication to the mind
as sensuality enter by this utmost
delicate art in seductive of
carnality or nature of ye untamed
in acts of procreation
yet be all to purpose other
Be there ever elevated value in taste
of nourishment save survive as flavor
be but way of alluring to obtain that of utmost
to end purpose as sexuality be to second?
For in all pleasures of the flesh be no more then transient
as all rest yet we be likewise while parting way in life
ever lacking worth of own shape as water or air
which do only when confined by container
comprised ever in our consideration
Shall all be but prolongation serving but itself
for trepidation of unknown places be plea to linger
on treaded ground of safety while avoided be
the inevitable at cost not spared in logic to remain as is
For in all question essence of senses and images
doing be not query to life and what be it all
comprise? If meaning of higher atonality
be compounded on to that which makes
us be aware?
How it be to if meaning no longer
be attached to those senses or what attack
their very core for of chance of joy
yet what be all if not lay waste not avoided
in emptiness to eventually arrive
transient scenes by gaze of ours
through out time ordained us
residing in world ever presented
in pictures of color nay partial
to either black nor white
for shades be subtle as emotions
realizing well more then two sides
for in all there be not one of other
yet richness of sight as
the symphony be of harmonies
Be they images in act of life
followed taking on emotions deep
from contact scenes to delight
yet in all be there sense
from what be but to please being within
content at strike in sound of melody
to waken spirit in dance or enchantment
Be they passionate fragrances
of intoxication to the mind
as sensuality enter by this utmost
delicate art in seductive of
carnality or nature of ye untamed
in acts of procreation
yet be all to purpose other
Be there ever elevated value in taste
of nourishment save survive as flavor
be but way of alluring to obtain that of utmost
to end purpose as sexuality be to second?
For in all pleasures of the flesh be no more then transient
as all rest yet we be likewise while parting way in life
ever lacking worth of own shape as water or air
which do only when confined by container
comprised ever in our consideration
Shall all be but prolongation serving but itself
for trepidation of unknown places be plea to linger
on treaded ground of safety while avoided be
the inevitable at cost not spared in logic to remain as is
For in all question essence of senses and images
doing be not query to life and what be it all
comprise? If meaning of higher atonality
be compounded on to that which makes
us be aware?
How it be to if meaning no longer
be attached to those senses or what attack
their very core for of chance of joy
yet what be all if not lay waste not avoided
in emptiness to eventually arrive
Related Tags: world, real, sexuality, gaze
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