Poem: Child of the Universe

Child of the universe

The sweet little diva was dying inside

Withering away bit by bit

Things she grasped to her bosom

Now powdered to dust, turned to mist.

She peers outside the window, and nothing.

She leers inside her hollow, and nothing.

She succumbs to the goose-bumps on her skin

In the bellowing and hovering, nothing.

Spurning thoughts and weaving schemes

She sets to sought out her crumpled wings

She would make the sky fall, if needed

Make the universe listen up and heed it.

She made sure to read the auguries

Hoping to fall in tune with the synchronicities

Every lost chance she got, contacted with the divine

Leaving her morbid reality behind

Beliefs are not bad, they show paths to the souls

But not the one to follow, being misleading to the core

For destinies of a billion people can get entwined,

The universe might have a schedule too,

That it gets behind.

Like her, many seek answers and go bonkers

Blaming everything they find twisted

Whether it’s their mind, situation or energy,

There’s lots of spiritual lingo to assist it.

Faults are all around us,

Things go awry everywhere,

But wasting all living moments to find a single truth

Can flourish further disappointment and despair

Future is not and has never been to tune into

Every moment is to be unfurled and all dreams to come true

For as mystical and esoteric it seems,

Being in the blind is the only true virtue

Angels above look down at this girl

They wince and giggle and eye the pearl

‘I get hiccups every time she weeps

Oh I wish, she would know the company she keeps’

Angels weave and care and protect overtime

How can they not be there for life

Counting every tear, laughing at every hurdle crossed

Saying surreptitiously, ‘O sweet child of mine,

Everything would be just fine

Just keep faith in thine self and

You’ll be surprised,

When you take off the Blind’

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