transcendent states of being
isn't that what everyone
is searching for, needs?

an other to call us
towards a journey, unknown
dare us down a path,
have the courage to see where it leads

something, somewhere,
someone to wake us
out of our sleep,
truly see us, covet
and "not again", forsake us

"what is it they say about a trip?",
he said..
"half the fun is getting there"..
all i know, is there is no one else
to make all the lights,
somehow suddenly turn on,
I'd give anything to sit amongst
his "dream delivering" stare

possessing something,
possessed then, here, me
as if everything
i placed meaning, before
somehow now,
doesn't mean, a fucking thing

not in the way it used to, at least
like the prayer hungry, thirsty
for a towering, tenderhearted priest

like the detached attached
to a drive for release
caged and displaced, proper place
wild woods, freed

selfless, a sacred state, capable of
but only for the exceptional,
a place inside, a wellsprings of love
he is that for me, immeasurably
it is nothing i planned,
like the "please", pleased
without pause, in pleasurably

to even feel that here,
this land of fear death,
so as not to live life
such a gift, the gift in me, he
moments without questioning
everything, his reaction, inside
how can i love him, enough,
like I've died

only to find, i haven't really lived
not in twelve lifetimes,
until his inspire, all to give

because i am human,
and skinless, underneath
so sick of the limits, the labels
like the same old avenues, streets

walked down and walked through
nothing electric, nothing new

until the day he showed up, in a car
"just some guy", filled,
a universe of stars
that i couldn't have known,
would change everything,
alter my inner world,
enlighten the scars

lightning, they say,
"never strikes twice"
so he only had to strike once,
take a chance, roll the dice

"because, if not,
what is living, then, for?"
asks the man for whom
the meaning, here, found

unwavering love
as in, bound to
in a boundless state
of transcendent adore.

(a belonging like the "be" in become,
an ever expanding universe
of thought, feeling, experience, care, beyond one)



bowen hart roselli
10 july 2020
ringwald love