One Lucky Soul: When The Sky Spoke Back

Saturday, 12 August 2023

When The Sky Spoke Back

Flirting madly with the moon
Dancing naked in the sun
Sometimes a wild loon
Others son of a gun
Forever faltering and baltering to his own tune 

Terrifyingly free yet unbearably all alone
That goon مجنون has no one to call his own 

Kept seeking left and right before realising he was the one
Kept searching wrong and right then one day it was all done 

You are The One, murmured a soothing voice
You are the one who has the choice 

The one to ride the wave of life with all its ups and downs
Madcap laughters with sleepy children but also with sad clowns
Help dry his flowing tears to flash a smile and not a frown 

Merry-go-round - Merry-go-round
Mary go round - Mary go round 

The sound resound follow the hound
Through Le Rabbit Hole underground 

Echoing in timeless caves
Humming in endless raves: 

O’ Brother, you are The One
The one you’ve been waiting for
To liberate you — just point to the door 

Step now into the darkness
Fear not, there is no harness 

Magickal warrior of your own rhythm
Forget big words and their ism and schism 

You are your fiercest enemy and your dearest ally
You are a sage and you are a lunatic
You are also The One who rises above both
Choosing which to side with the most  — no lie

You are never alone, whispered the gentle voice
Feel IT all around you, silence the background noise

You are one with the consciousness of mankind
You are one with the tress and bees
You are one with the cats and dogs
The entire natural world with its sheer magnificent beauty

The earth, water, air, and fire
One with the Muses, Sirens, Nymphs, and Mermaids
You are the cosmic melody to which the faraway stars, planets, galaxies are swirling
and whirling — with no aid

Your hopes, dreams, fantasies, orgasms, and desires
Your fears, pains, doubts, sorrows, and addictions
Are all but mere manifestations of the Youniverse
Fleetingly and momentarily experiencing itself in the singular 

Trust the process. Embrace it all. For Love is The Way
Or so they say 

You carry the torch of your species and you always have a choice
Now own it, kiddo, giggled the Orphic voice.