We sometimes walk upon a path in our youth that we believe is our future, for we are encouraged to follow our dreams and visions and never give up on that quest which has burned hot and bright within our breasts. Nothing however is permanent, and things unfailingly change. We must be prepared to acknowledge this fact of imminent transcendence and see the source of our joy in a different light with an alternative understanding of who and what that joy may be. The word 'enlightenment' itself describes the shining, fiery reality of revealed truth which, limited by through conditioning and adherence and acceptance of mediocre tradition and belief, can only become a roaring fire when we let go of that which we stubbornly perceived as truth, and surrender to the reality of our existence.
You know as well as I, beloved
My heart was captivated by your beauty
Smitten one late Summer's day
As the misty air and warm breeze
Which I thought to be your breath upon my neck
Was but the approaching hurricane
The light that shone and blinded me
Beckoning my soul to follow in your path
I tried to embrace that light...
Only to fall down upon myself, stumbling like a lame ox
Your name, oh, your name always was on my lips
Day after day, year after year
In my mouth, in my nostrils did I intake and fill my lungs with joy
On the exhale you left
And ignored me, as lovers often do
And ignored me, as lovers often do
After they had their way with
A naive being abused like a dish rag
A naive being abused like a dish rag
Thrown like a used towel
Into the garbage bin
Into the garbage bin
Family and friends, Mother, Father, Sister and Brother I left behind
Believing you were my future
My everything
My all encompassing love
My everything
My all encompassing love
That we would share my living days On Earth together
As one, as lovers Forever entwined in eternal rapture...
How naive was I to think
As one, as lovers Forever entwined in eternal rapture...
How naive was I to think
I knew the future, a tomorrow based
On promises made in holy books and ancient scriptures...
On promises made in holy books and ancient scriptures...
Wrong, I was wrong!
To believe that I had found true love
Who did I think I was?
Some supreme deity ruling an imaginary universe?
Some supreme deity ruling an imaginary universe?
No, that title is reserved for you, and only you
To be fair, you never promised me tomorrow...
I only assumed that my sacrifice in this, my only life, would suffice
I loved you, your prophets, your books and your music, your children
But you loved me back with imposed limits
Which eventually tore my soul and broke my heart
But you loved me back with imposed limits
Which eventually tore my soul and broke my heart
The strings of the lute you played, that lute...me, my being
Spiced food savory and sweet, intricate kilims, tapestry and poetry
Reclining together with you on pillows of silk
Savoring sweet pastries, sipping red wine
Deep into the night, the Moon was our lamp
The nightingale our minstrel, a serenade
Deep into the night, the Moon was our lamp
The nightingale our minstrel, a serenade
Words of wisdom and joy, and a warning to would-be lovers...
Do not love too much, lest you be disappointed
Slender minarets and tall towers, arches and gateways to nowhere
Miniature paintings and even tinier, gently wrought earrings
Of dazzling pearls and gold, fine silver
Of dazzling pearls and gold, fine silver
Your people, with raven hair and even stature
Handsome faces and subtle, androgynous shapes
The eyebrow of the mistress, darkened with kohl
Engulfed in robes sewn in paradise
Beckoning me with beauty amid voices of song and praise
The scent of musk and lavender permeating the air
The scent of musk and lavender permeating the air
I gave it my all, every atom and every minute cell of my being
I loved you with all my love, all my heart and soul
All the desire that could be programmed into any being
But, who was I to think you would choose me alone?
Nay, I led myself astray, into an abyss of no return
I dared to love and yes, I dared to see the face of the beloved
Like Moses on the mountain, I stared into the face of the Sun
Only to be dazzled by your beauty, tempting me, enticing me...
Refusing me
So, I take my leave of you at this time
For I cannot think, concentrate, nor calculate
The immeasurable cruelty of spurning
The immeasurable cruelty of spurning
One as myself, so in love with you
So enamored with the thought of those erotic dreams
Heavenly delight and visions
Heavenly delight and visions
Spiritual oneness, I gave it all, and all the world thought me mad
I left them behind, those I loved and who sincerely loved me
But you seemingly cared not
But you seemingly cared not
What was my crime?
My transgression is that I thought I knew, but knew nothing
Our love has to wait, for infinite knowledge belongeth not to me
For to reach the light I must travel alone, in the darkness
Through the night
Through the night
Only the thought of you and the joy that awaits me upon my arrival
At your door is what keeps me alive, hopeful, in anticipation
Please keep the fire lit so I lose not my way
I cannot afford another loss, my beloved
Another defeat would ruin me, and kill my soul
This is all I possess now, the memory of our time together
For the years have gone by and youth has been spent
In the search, the quest, wasted days and empty nights
In the search, the quest, wasted days and empty nights
Forgive me for my ignorance, but there is a truth
I dare finally speak aloud...
I dare finally speak aloud...
You are powerless as am I in the shadow of the darkness
My soul shall be yours, forever, on the wedding day
When you finally make up your mind and decide
To take me, to choose me, finally as your lover
For all eternity
And I await the embrace of your arms of crystalline light beams
And the essence of your eternal Sun
As in the meantime, I damn the dark lord who hath led me astray
And I am all the more strengthened as a warrior
In your legions of light, a bringer of woe to the forces of Ahriman
It wasn't your fault, not at all, for now I understand...
In the end, I am the victor.
Copyright, Ismail Butera 2023
As in the meantime, I damn the dark lord who hath led me astray
And I am all the more strengthened as a warrior
In your legions of light, a bringer of woe to the forces of Ahriman
It wasn't your fault, not at all, for now I understand...
In the end, I am the victor.
Copyright, Ismail Butera 2023
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