My unspoken misery is knowing you are near,

Nearer to me than myself.

But here I am, far away,

Longing to be near.

— For you, my fantastically resilient daughters who turn nightmares into dreams

They said to me stay home,

The streets you shall not roam.

They said to me be still,

So others won’t be ill.

So here I sit, home, still and slow.

But inside I feel something grow,

Beyond…

you say

“be You”

but you mean

“be Me too”

because

my You

negates your Me

(or so you say)

you call it tolerance

and it is dominance

until my…

The schizophrenia of my skepticism,

Birthed from the empiricism of my existence.

A convoluted contradiction,

Guised in adornments of reified reason.

The battles of mind beget the casualties of heart,

…

but then it hits me

crashing waves of lingering lucidity

visions of pure perception

glimpses of true Reality

grasp it, taste it

sweet salient of Truth

a symphony of cosmic…