The center of my universe is
floating between I and mine;
the gradual erosion of
my flow by my pride.

Samsara got me strapped,
with tools refined,
as the center of my universe
floats away with the times.

Breathless and inconsequential,
my freedom is incomprehensible
as I struggle with philosophy,
an epistemology made

to tread the waters of theology,
as we subjugate reality
to chemical-meets-biology,
intoxicating my psychology,

wisdom thrown away,
as it defines my fate,
to the mental substratum of
empirical states.

The ideas rolling steadily through me,
are they friends or a curse
as they swipe away the keys to
the center of my universe.

For when you made the sun,
the moon and the stars,
heavens that rotate around
the ticking of your heart,

when you gave the inspiration
for a timeless 16 bars,
how can I ever forget
from where it is that I came,

the universal center
has love as its glue,
since time immemorial
that center is You.

 

 

Dungeon PromptsWritten for Dungeon Prompts: I am a recovering (fill in the blank) I filled in the blank with Center of the Universe.

10 Comments

  1. I’ve got goosies (as Jennifer Lopez would say). Opening line… killer statement regarding the ego out of balance. Then, how you’re evolving through the constant interpretation of mind, matter and spirit… I imagine in conflict and concert, as you attempt to identify what is good for you and what is not… and the contemplation of such seems to take your focus from self. Because in the end, it really is all beyond us and we must eventually submit to the true center of all if we are to find any peace in our existence. The whole thing is brilliantly positioned and expressed with such clever, thoughtful creativity. It’s hard to narrow down to a favorite, but the phrase that made my heart skip a beat for sure was, “For when you made the sun, the moon and the stars, heavens that rotate around the ticking of your heart…” That everything is rotating around the ticking of God’s heart… is so incredibly, beautifully put that this line alone gives me chills. Love, love, love (as if you couldn’t tell by now). And I am aware that this is simply my interpretation, which may not represent your intent, but it is impactful nonetheless. 🙂

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    1. I understand completely because that is usually my process when I write on my own (without a prompt to follow). You get that initial flow… then when you step away and come back with fresh eyes, so much more arrives to solidify the deal.

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  2. I’m trying to decide if my favorite part is:

    The ideas rolling steadily through me,
    are they friends or a curse
    as they swipe away the keys to
    the center of my universe.

    or

    the universal center
    has love as its glue,
    since time immemorial
    that center is You.

    I guess there is no need for me to decide! 🙂

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    1. Yes I could feel that struggle. More importantly I can relate to it. I see glimpses of the struggle in your novel as well. Perhaps you may consider sharing snippets. I truly enjoyed it and it bothered me for a while. It made me rethink

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