I've been in love for seven million years.
It was always you.
Don't ruin it now by telling me your name.
It was always you.
Don't ruin it now by telling me your name.
Isn't it time for a moratorium on names,
so that we may finally see?
so that we may finally see?
A moratorium on the name of God
and the word Peace,
until we learn to use them as verbs.
A moratorium on Love, so that this body
may be love's exquisite synonym.
A moratorium on Better, Worse,
on Sin and Hell, or Heaven too,
so that our eyes may grow
accustomed to the earth.
and the word Peace,
until we learn to use them as verbs.
A moratorium on Love, so that this body
may be love's exquisite synonym.
A moratorium on Better, Worse,
on Sin and Hell, or Heaven too,
so that our eyes may grow
accustomed to the earth.
A moratorium on the names Christ,
Krishna, Allah, Yahweh,
so the "goddess" may have room to breathe,
and we may hear her inscrutable murmur
from the cavern of the prophet in each
human heart, her infinitesimal thunder
in a violet's bell, rung by a dewdrop.
Krishna, Allah, Yahweh,
so the "goddess" may have room to breathe,
and we may hear her inscrutable murmur
from the cavern of the prophet in each
human heart, her infinitesimal thunder
in a violet's bell, rung by a dewdrop.
Isn't it time to reinvent the tongue,
so the Ineffable may babble sweet
new names for the One Who Is?
so the Ineffable may babble sweet
new names for the One Who Is?
[.....]
Fred LaMotte
Uradiance
Uradiance
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