Time-Ties
Frequently, the furies, demons, chimeras, and wraiths
Flying around inside the wind devil scouring out my mind
Invite me to unwind time, until nothing's left behind
But the invisible fibers of its once-tight binds.
And I confess that I'm often inclined to undo its ties.
It's then, in the throes of those touch-and-go moments,
That I enter into my most strenuous debates with death,
Weighing the liabilities of my earthly trials,
Against the prospect of celestial life blessing my spirit,
And always, after grave pain, I decide to endure,
Stay in the day-to-day fray, for the indeterminate duration,
Just in case some grace-note
Coalesces in my troubled, incomplete soul,
Delivers a revelation, an epiphany, a sacred vision
That changes time into a thread connecting me to heaven.
04/15/11
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