City of Love
Ode to joy, from the chalice filled with wine, from the chalice filled with light.
Ode to darkness, the shadows dress confess the blackness, confined to trials and tribulations, we seek the hour of consumation. We seek the divinity, by candles, prayers and charity. The chalice of love, the city of love beside the sea.
Ode to the chalice filled with light, ode to the wind, carrying the breath
of psalms, upon ashes smeared on palms. Ode, to this light, to the blood raised in wine, the cross and loss, divine, the holy shroud of white.
poem by Theo Ray
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An Ode To Solitude
The sun unraveled its light, the river flowed untamed, a candle lit of a passing day. The way of solitude, the silent of the morn, the sun unraveled its light-endlessly reborn, blood color roses caged by thorns.Sweet solitude, affliction gained, a prayer on the heart is worn, I turn away, scars upon my hands, so little attained. My soul -the locusts sworm over egypt, the night became a poem, dust are we-the falling of the blade-the chalice wept its wine-I am everywhere and nowhere-the doors of perception are open-heavens of gold, in the sky I'm told-let madness take hold, I take to solitude in my humble abode. Much wine to drink-let the world die-let us drink, for soon I'll hide, so let the world die-so let the world die, for soon.....I'll hide.
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