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Gliding above the ruins of the world’s broken soul
destruction and mutation speak in parables of the
ignoble history that dragged us here, and glittery
prophecies promising kingdoms and glories to come.
A man traveling on wings of early morning light
(this man, that man, the man that a woman is)
suddenly captivated by a group of children gathered
around a fire. Away from this circle an infant
pinned to an oak tree, knives and daggers crucifying
every possibility it managed to bring to this world.
“We’ve learned,” said an elder child,
“to rid ourselves of life before it can hurt us
too bad. That way we hurry up to the next existence
where beauty hopefully will join us.”
“But do you pray before you act? Or have you taken
barbarism for your imam and your prophet?”
“Prayer is a chasm of delusion for the hopeless.
Wouldn’t you agree our good wise brother?”
“No, I would not little brother.”
A volley of blades and arrows cripple his flight.
The man traveling on wings of early morning light
gathers into his soul visions of exultant sorrow
and sorrowful joy. From his spirit blood drops
like petals of night and bright crimson rapture.
The rocks below split like ancient wombs opening
to the language of an unwritten history, to the
lights and music of a city we’ve yet to create.
Six billion people shout one new soul into the universe.
Dawn opens the sky like prayers from a god just waking up.
Aberjhani
© 7/8/2005
Bright Skylark Literary Productions
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taken barbarism for your imam and your prophet?” we must fashion that salvation in this often "cruel,hostile material kingdom." It hurts but it is the only way forward...
Keep this one on the market, I'll get this book someday...
Later, michael guy
“to rid ourselves of life before it can hurt us
too bad. That way we hurry up to the next existence
where beauty hopefully will join us.”
“But do you pray before you act? Or have you
taken barbarism for your imam and your prophet?”
“Prayer is a chasm of delusion for the hopeless.
Wouldn’t you agree our good wise brother?”
“No, I would not little brother.”"
A powerful parable of possible futures, the phrase, 'your iman and your prophet', clanged into my ears with no relenting, no sufferance, no, to my mind the biggest sacrilige of all, elasticity of thinking, absolving, understanding, relating and incorporating. Life is dynamic, death, static.
Prophets live, and die, and new prophets arise from the ashes of advancement. Or, ennui rules. How could we, even as a seperated race, stand that thought?
The rift has been opened, by the art of this Poet's thoughts, and our own.
Always with respect,
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Peace and blessings
Mahdi
Longingly I desire to write with the grace, beauty and magnificence you have. Often I am hesitant to leave messages in case they be misunderstood or misread. This is an exceptionally moving poem. Stirs so deep within, evokes and provokes profound thoughts and feelings. A superb and sage write Aberjhani.
Happy blessings on a belated birthday, may the light of love and happiness shine always.
warm hugs
Elga
Guess that's why I love different cultures, how we are enriched from eachother.
Many happy returns of the day..
Janny xoxoxoxo
blessin's & peace
cynth'ya--oh, and Happy belated B-day. My husband celebrated one more year of life Monday the 18th.
Emeka
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Many Belated Birthday Greetings Poet
Paul;-)
happy birthday, Aberjhani, i hope your vision will eventually congeal ...
And blessings to you, too, _Aberjhani, for the year ahead...
First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY. :) Hope it's your best yet!
Powerful imagery explodes off the page and into my brain; it trembles at what it sees and feels; THIS, Sir, is poetry. Thank you!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
God bless and a happy birthday to you, Aberjhani!
Sandie.
Happy Birthday Aberjhani!!
Love Tinka
"Six billion people shout one new soul into the universe."
What an explosive, dynamic image that line evokes!
You shine, Soulsinger!
~Mari
Reindeer
In the castle of imagination the "Wings of Early Morning Light"
fly over the citadel of dreams, and a new day is conceived to give
mankind a reason to see reality in the relativity of existence.
"Wings of Early Morning Light" has delivered the message and its
contents shall nourish the analytical soul and feed the hungry minds.
Let all Titans created today sing to their Creators, and let all
Creators sing to this Poet: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABERJHANI!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
2nd post, July 9, 2005
Yes, the first post was only that rose. You know how I am with your work sometimes; I'm out of words. I should probably clarify because my "out of words" really means something or someone has knocked me to a place of extremes, a place where I will either say nothing or say so many words that if put on paper they'd wipe out a forest. Like so much of your poetry, "Wings of Early Morning Light" is an enchanted meal of awe-inspiring imagery and solar plexus-pricking thought fashioned layer upon layer, a rich cassoulet for the soul served with good wine. It's true poem. So many stories, dreams, visions, prayers, and fits of weeping undulate between its lines and curl around its phrases that the poem itself becomes a meditation holding worlds that we may explore and through which we may enter enlightened consciousness. You are a treasure, Aberjhani. Blessings and peace to you, griot. ~~Nordette
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( >tears <