Friday, December 14, 2012

You are the dark of the world.


You are the dark of the world

When all is brightness and dazzle



You are a deepening mystery

When life is a surfeit of simple solutions



You are the nagging doubt and secret sceptic

When everyone believes so much



You are jangling discord, right out of tune

When all the sounds are harmony



You are abstract art of paint and poem

When our propaganda makes everything clear



You are parched throat, desert defeat

When there’s water, water everywhere



You are the silent absence, gone-missing god

When the cacophony of belief is deafening



You are uncharted journey, road less travelled

When we’re all mapped-out. Been there, done that



You are stranger in the night, throwing us to the ground

When all we want to do is get away



You are the cloud of unknowing

When we know–it-alls, know it all



You are never ready and take for ever

When we want it now and cannot wait



You are the dark of the world

When all is brightness and dazzle



(From The Sky’s Window, 2006)
By Martin Wroe