Ascending
From beyond all torment
A
heretical prayer
I can hear it
I can
feel it
Somehow
Almost touching
Beyond
the fragile veil of awareness
Of my all-too-human consciousness
In
the deepest layers
Buried
A built-in aspiration
For fusion
For love
For warmth
A kind of primordial longing
A
strange form of angst
At any
given moment
I can
anticipate its gushing out
I can feel it lurking…threatening
Beyond all hope and
despair
Deep within my inner self
Beyond all doubts
Beyond all illusions
Beyond all fears
March 28, 1997
Note: The poem can be read from the top-down and vice versa.