poem – Page 5 – Carl Setzer: Word Shaper

Evening Time

Evening floats
Down upon my mind
I drift gently over
These vacant, mist-like
Dreams born of others.
Collapsing into my
Mind’s silence.

Journeying skywards
Reaching far beyond the sky
Embraced by the stars

Strange duality
Each thing’s opposite tangled
Deeply into one.

Upon this odd hour
My mind flutters gracefully
Over bright flowers.

Into myself I dive
Collapsing my life
Into a single
Moment, everything
Becomes clear, but then
Fades beyond my grasp.

Like something
Jane Austen would’ve wrote,

Dancing around edges,
Flickering, flirting, motion,
Seducing me, drawing me
Closer than I should;

Then I would dare if I were
Rational. But that mind
Sleeps on the edge of
Where darkness meets
Light.

I seek the oblivion
Of knowledge

Within the finite emptiness
Between yin and yang
Exists everything,
I long for.

I won’t seek to tame.
If anything, it’s your
Flame that appeals
Burning bright against
Dawn’s light. Glorious
Destruction.

Plato’s cave reverberates
My eyes adjust to the light.

Amazing to me
The transference of worry
To another’s child.

Love’s ability to move
Intertwining deep within
Joyfulness abounds.

Experiences
Flowing downwards to my soul
Freedom blossoms forth.

Clouds eating sunlight
Gray brightening in the morn
Life passing quickly