I swore I would be repentant last time, trembling and crying, it was my environment
God didn’t believe me when I said I wouldn’t look at porn anymore either
But I was allowed to grow up just the same, never sure if I was on heavenly probation
You told me to get my shit straight, that God didn’t like an idiot and I took that to heart
So now in times of crisis I look to my heart first to see if it's true and gaze into the everything
Cosmic lineage doesn’t lie, helium, hydrogen, oxygen, neon, our elemental family reunion
At the edge, I would stand perilously close and peek through the universal boudoirs curtains
To spy on the naked truth and hold it close to my chest, sharing with passing stars and comets
God didn’t believe me when I said I wouldn’t look at porn anymore either
But I was allowed to grow up just the same, never sure if I was on heavenly probation
You told me to get my shit straight, that God didn’t like an idiot and I took that to heart
So now in times of crisis I look to my heart first to see if it's true and gaze into the everything
Cosmic lineage doesn’t lie, helium, hydrogen, oxygen, neon, our elemental family reunion
At the edge, I would stand perilously close and peek through the universal boudoirs curtains
To spy on the naked truth and hold it close to my chest, sharing with passing stars and comets
If I told you what the truth was you would chuckle condescendingly
and offer me a cigarette
I would tell you anyway, because I love you and you should know…we all should know
I would wrap your shoulders in grandmas afghan so you wouldn’t catch a chill
And go to bed knowing the seeds were planted, your dreams and the universe would do the rest
I would tell you anyway, because I love you and you should know…we all should know
I would wrap your shoulders in grandmas afghan so you wouldn’t catch a chill
And go to bed knowing the seeds were planted, your dreams and the universe would do the rest
I love the end of this... most of us grow up to be fine, dreams and universe is a perfect soil for souls to grow in... and maybe there are different paths to walk to reach a goal.
ReplyDeleteTo be sure...thanks Bjorn!!!
DeleteThis is such a heartening and emotive write, sigh I believe everyone's journey is different as each of us stumble through life and its myriad stages. Perhaps we are allowed to make mistakes for how else would we grow and find our way💞 Happy Tuesday 😊☕
ReplyDeletethank you and hope your week was a good one!!!
DeleteI love that sense of the youngster stumbling through the mysteries and prohibitions and eventually finding your own way, doing your own exploration – as I think we all must (even though, as you also suggest, some don't). A wonderful piece of writing. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, I appreciate the read!!!
Deletethe truth for the knowing, the taking, for the preaching, the disbelieving, in faith, in fear .... all wrapped up ... and questioning, dissolving - and yeah, who decides what "god" does or doesn't believe, accept and know .... so maybe, it's about looking up and just letting the showers star blanket the night and the world, and letting people find their own ways ....
ReplyDeleteI hear that...you are on point. thanks for the review!!!
DeleteWhen the seeds are planted they may lie dormant but they are there forever.
ReplyDeleteI believe that to be true as well. thank you so much!!!
Deletethe seeds were planted, your dreams and the universe would do the rest... oh how I love that!!
ReplyDeleteThank you!!!
DeletePossibly one of the most introspective pieces I read that used porn as a metaphor. I like how it goes up to the things that are taboo, gingerly at first, then boldly. Then realizing there is beauty in understanding and it is only the mind that makes a thing profane. Lovely, lovely stuff.
ReplyDeleteLol...hard to use porn in a serious piece...but dang it, I fit it in!!! Thanks for coming by!!!
DeleteI love the progression in this...life is like that...we all have lessons we learn in our own journey. That last few lines are such a wonderful closing to this! I love it!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks a million, I appreciate It!!!
DeleteAh, I really liked this bit: "I would stand perilously close and peek through the universal boudoirs curtains/To spy on the naked truth and hold it close to my chest". It's quite a powerful sentiment. The conclusion is very well done — a well-thought prosaic piece, which is both personal and possible to relate with.
ReplyDelete-HA
The only sin is to reach the end of a life and realize it was unlived.
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