Communal Waters

Pitted parchment aged by time,
sublime lessons written in rhyme,
tough tendrils softened by will,
torrential downpours reflecting still.

Puddles quickly ripple,
distorting reflection,
sinking feelings know
no other direction.

Down is the current,
rivers to oceans,
painful is the delta,
splitting devotions.

Fragile and frail,
push over my autonomous pail,
dumping distortions downstream,
life is like a dream.

Dissolving autonomy,
into what is not me.
Oceans of relativity,
crossing paths with foreign minds,
leaving me completely undefined.

Sublime merge,
binge and purge.

Entering oceanic community,
definitions created through unity,
putting pretension on hold,
allowing autonomous reality to mold
around symbiotic superstitions.
Inundated with communal inhibitions,
narrowly navigating noxious minds,
covertly considering what I find…

to be a glorious gateway,
nebulous new ideas may stray.
Beware the gatekeepers, traipse lightly
around superstitions moored tightly
into the communal mind.

Fast currents circumvent,
catch them and you’re sent,
flying ferociously through dark waters,
avoiding perilous pitfalls.

Earthen dividers hurt when hit,
but painless if you can avoid it.
Navigating dark deltas without hesitation,
knowing the flowing currents by sensation.

Archie Underwood
1/15/2007

Tagged as: Community, Rhyming