The Daily Forest Report October 17, 2014 The Veil
by nielskunze on October 17, 2014
A gold and copper stairway
to a meeting with the Veil–
It stands as a separating skin,
a caul,
hiding faces in the distance within…
Our internal complexities, dark laser beams
of scattered and tangled intent,
Hold off our sacred confrontation
with the treasures the Veil presents.
With moss and lichen and fungal spore
Life inhabits the Veil… forevermore…
And Beauty undoes dissection, reverses division,
empowered by every affirming decision.
As only unbounded Joy is equipped
to run headlong into myth…
Devoid of fear for plunging
over the shrouded cliff.
Staggered and staggering horizons–
eyelines to destiny–
Roll away into infinity…
Inwardly, a test to me.
Can I find my own storylines,
threaded through the confusion?
Piercing the ancient Veil,
with my favourite delusions?
The Bashibas unmasked…
Strange tales from the past…
The Sorcerers stand still… for the day…
When the last shreds of fear lift away.
A dozen… a coven…
Our mysterious cousin…
Waited, baited and finally sated,
Exposing each ‘truth’ that just wasn’t.
The Veil lifts and shatters
in soft cottony tatters,
As mountains remember
whatever still matters.
Peace.
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