diviner

 

By Haiden DeShong

 

 

I oft wonder

what lies inside the molecule of a raindrop

what catches in the maniacal war cry of bulbous thunder

what secrets flash through the shattered lightning bolt that

plays across my vision fading in-out-in-out...

is it a beam caught from heaven

illuminating the only path to the heathen god I once knew

 

(what is my reverence but a lie?)

 

how would a rivulet of lightning, purity incarnate

catch upon my finger and flood my veins with electricity,

caught in the razor-eyes of tumultuous knowledge

diviner, my eternal alien, the human mind itself

 

(I) am fading in and out, night-long

breathing in the galaxy itself

coveting my lowly pride and diffident shame beneath the

catastrophe of millennia; you yourself stand inside me

my image(yours)-- mine, reflected over eternity

fleeting with the pull of dimensions

and the crash of electricity as the breadth of aether

illuminates my diseased heart

 

what secrets hide inside this portal of incandescent light...

what truths shall I covet tonight?