Divine *remixed*

Divine *remixed*

A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith

I reach into the sky,

I gravitate down galaxies,

One by one....

I ignite far away Suns,

I cause planetary collisions,

Just for fun...

I inhale to pull all things in,

I create to destroy all this,

Just because I can...

Particles strewn about,

Over space and time,

Spectacles of perspective,

Animated & alive...

Collectively stolen,

Cosmically woven,

Egotistical mind,

Universal divide....

I exhale to dispel,

I destroy to create all this,

With Psalm and rhyme...

I extinguish old flames,

I make anew nothing new,

Just remodel the stanzas....

I chant ancient riddles,

I write wrongs,

I, too, belong....

Universally woven,

Cosmically spoken,

One spark,

A wink and a smile.

A brief splash of experience,

Objectively scripting lower dimensions,

Down here,

Ego mind.....

We are,

One as one,

Not you,

Not I.

All things together,

Sewn in the great tapestry of art,

Animated miracles....

One as one,

Not you,

Not I.

Universally woven,

Cosmically spoken.

One Spirit,

One Mind.

© 2013 Christopher Michael Smith


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Very good flow of words and thoughts. I had to read again. So many statements stood out. You did very well. Hard to make words move and make scent. I like the ending.
"One Spirit,
One Mind."
Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Very good flow of words and thoughts. I had to read again. So many statements stood out. You did very well. Hard to make words move and make scent. I like the ending.
"One Spirit,
One Mind."
Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Christopher Michael Smith
Christopher Michael Smith

Clinton, NC



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Ego sum qui sum - 'I am what I am' Poetry is my creative expression here upon this floating ball of dust called Earth. Nothing feels as appeasing as watching a pen glide across a virgin page, watc.. more..

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