Thursday, June 3, 2021

An Endless Beginning, Under the Unmoving Sun

A sun and a moon
as the sun never sets, will the moon ever rise
as long as the sky is blue, an absent clockwise
a spirit wails from the island below
washing away all their heartfelt sorrow
the pain, the heartbreaking suffering of loss
a thirst unquenched, as the soup's covered in moss
the lord of stagnation sits thinly on the throne
lamenting without tears that the world's all alone
and a disease; the world is so sick, neurotic
the mind, motionless, absolutely chaotic
those beings are but an escape from the psychotic
to submit to endless death and rebirth, hypnotic

A sun and a moon
a really desperate hope that we will all be happy soon
a meditative journey under the long-eternal noon
or is it that we are simply waiting for a big typhoon
to sweep us all away, like the dust on the beautiful spine
a steady rhythm in line, whenever our dreams intertwine
and to love myself and my heart, or is this just a mere sign
of a death and a rebirth of a body that is not mine

And I'll see you soon
I'll see you underneath the millions of gorgeous stars
raining down from the heavens spanning so wide and far
but before that, I must
walk the grey purposeless path to that dusty-spined star
for that, I must
regain control of the pains crawling under my scars
and someday, I must
conquer the inner demons of this world so bizarre

In the beginning
there was a beginningless
and endless cycle of death and rebirth
and there were three poisons
that have diseased the world from the very start
in the end
there was a beginningless
and endless cycle of greed, delusion, and hatred
and a disappointment
has disharmonized the spirits of our hearts

And when that time comes
the three poisons in the world will have fully spread
how beautiful it will be, the path we will tread
but suffering never ends, no tears will be shed
for I hold the cure to my sickness up ahead
and when that time comes
together we will be, frolicking hand-in-hand
along the road to extinction on the white sands
singing to the requiem of the diseased land
by the throne of poison, it will be our last stand

And I'll see you soon
when that time comes
the fated day when
at long last
I open my heart
and whisper to you
I love you
with all of my heart