The starry night didn’t lie -K.B

The starry night didn’t lie

 

 
The starry night
Didn’t lie.
It was all true,
It was all bright.
Marvelling
At the skies
Full of burning
Wisdom,
Sailing
In the clouds
To get a better
View,
O ecstasy !

The starry night
Didn’t lie
On how I was
Confined
Before !

Fill the bucket,
Fill the smoke,
Fill the bullet,
Fill the paper,
Fill the subject,

Ain’t no one
Living around
Here !

The pulse
Of clubs
Is back
In the heavens,

The fire is
Rising higher
And higher,

One, two, three,
Hips down, down
And down…

The starry night
Didn’t lie,
It was all true,
The light,
The reflection
On higher grounds,

The soul could fill
The waters above,
The waves of pleasure
Shot an arrow in the sky
Until it was all burning
Blue !

The starry night
Didn’t lie,
Up, up ,
In the sky !

At least now,
I remember
And I feel it
Again!

Angel headed
Hipsters are
Coming down
To talk to me,
All the beauty
And all the fantasy
Are gathered on one
Spot, a short enjoyment
Because poets consume
Their days in austere
Studies, trying to make
One with the universe,
Trying to fly high above
Human quarels and drama,
Strong is the soul,

Strong is the soul,

The starry night didn’t lie.

« Two household both alike
In dignity… »

I’m entering my house
In the layers of heights,
Beyond the clouds,
Higher than space
Or the atmosphere,

O ecstasy !

My encense is purified.

No, the starry night
Didn’t lie that night,

When light came
Down on earth
In a beam
To save my soul,
When bracelets
Of silver
Appeared from
Nowhere
To push
Me forward
Into the vast
Universe,
Walking
In shiny
Alleys
With
All the momentary
Power of faith
Just to look at
The real signs
Warming me
In times of
Dubious success.

All is invisible,
Unenviable,

Love in it’s
Purest of forms !

I walked in a desert
Of diamond
And didn’t pick
Any
As long as the
Chest was vibrating
With a wave of
Pure accomplishment,
Earned and fought for,
Philosophically,
Poetically,
Physically,
Mentally,
Until the white
Fire declared
Itself,
Until
The body
Levitated
To supreme
Towers
Guarding
The entry
Of Eden,

My garden,
My palace
Down here
And in the hereafter.

 
K.B

 
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