NEW LIGHT

If misery loves company

Then why am I alone?

I tried to let you dump on me

But your words just broke my phone

I stared at it with wonder

As it clanged with dial tone

Thinking surely - you'd hung up on me(?)

Yet you're the one who should atone

In all this time that has transpired

You've not inspired word or koan

Yet in this grace of separation

I'm like a constant metronome

Which beat's come back a'banging!

Like a clapper in its dome

And rings it's bell like Sunday

As the choir sings of "Home"

This is the opposite of tension

This is the patience of within

As I embrace carnal desires

I find this grace which lies in sin

Which is the truth of feral moments

Of flowing blood which lies in skin

Pulse and pump below the surface

I push and pump and grind it in

- Yet these are simply lavish fantasies

I have not moved on to "greater days"

But by simply opening Myself to it

"She" presents - in myriad ways -

- - - I've exchanged it in a drive-through

I've regained it in a text

I've retained it in my virtue

And yet refrained from need of sex

But I see her in the present

And have called her from the past

I've explained her in camaraderie

And yet left that group aghast!

As they have wondered what I'm given

That make these words flow out bombast

- Just simple cause for entertainment?

Yet still attainment – meant to last!

I'm a wordsmith and a trumpet

Herald Angels mark my way

With their cries of call and clamor

"Comes the one who's meant to stay!"

Mark the line of solemn, somber...

As I step into this new life

I am the Alpha and Omega

I am the ALL which brings New Light