The Prophet
The prophet climbed hills,
sought a new vision on high
close to heaven’s curve
beneath sun’s glory
he stood naked, unsheltered
sin’s scars now revealed
Sun’s unholy fire
burned his skin; light purifies
shatters with silence
Signs told him to strip
hold tight to identity
let dignity go
be bare as grave stones
hollow as a beating drum
let wisdom echo
bone to bone its song
swells and passes to muscle
then to dust in death
life’s music plays on
worm-carried deep under earth
it vibrates up roots
flows up through tree trunk
to branches that scratch the sky
leaves that hand clouds songs
clouds gather o’erhead
drop rain that plays the earth’s long
patter of life loved.
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A truly wonderful write that was a pleasure to read.
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautifully written. I like this poem very much you have made a fantastic word picture of this prophet. How his duty and life force are carried on through the earth.
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Thank you 🙂 you’re the first to pick up on that 🙂
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“Sin’s scars revealed”.. Gosh! I wish i had written that. In Azul’s words, WOWZA! (Damn i miss her 😦 )
“bone to bone its song
swells and passes to muscle
then to dust in death”
Fundamental truth, penned in a power packed verse.
The entire series is so impactful. You are a powerful senryu-ist, my dear friend.
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Thank you 🙂 those lines are my favorite too 🙂 Do you know what happened to Azul? It says her site was removed. Is she coming back? I miss her too
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She did hint she’d be leaving blog world. I don’t know if she’s coming back. I hope she’s ok.
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I hope so too. I thought her hiatus was temporary while she had her computer issues ironed out. I didn’t realize she would delete her site.
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Divine. This is amazing.
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Thank you 🙂 I aim to amaze but sometimes my aim lands me in a maze 😉
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Brava!
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Thank you 🙂
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🙂
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powerful. deep. thought-provoking.
Love these lines, Mel:
“be bare as grave stones
hollow as a beating drum
let wisdom echo”
clap clap clap
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Thank you 🙂 I have no idea where I got that from. It was really at night when those lines dropped into my brain. I’m glad they dropped in though!
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Yeah!! I am glad your brains made them! 😀
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🙂 me too
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😀 😀 😀
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