Sonnets to E
My dear and faithful friend
whom I cherish & whom I love unbound
above the heaven and below the ground
walking with you as words were lent
to my lips from thine thoughts
we reaffirmed the footstep’s pace
long walks in silence’s bounds
nevermore abandoned in the haze
Feel how ‘twas nought but our home
when we felt deprived of soul
Shattered in whirls nowhere to go
Ever united in place to world unknown
built a home where spirits blend
our hands touch a journey of no end
Beyond embraced in temple’s light
I entrust thee to take my torch
which reminds us how we touch
joyful promise now reignite
Our oath never needed to be sworn
since thou can’st lose of thy own
And if thou doubtst despite
Through pain and tears we unite
After all, as one knows the mark
of once loved and caressed soul
not for fleeting moment’s spark
but for depths of starry night
which awakens all in the call
Shining dance of truth revived!
I lay upon the altar of thine
by tears and blood’s last drop
both life and death of mine
utmost truth beyond last hope
unfolds from my hands
make thine choice to make it fly
or touch the Earth to renounce sky
both we do as pillar stands
the one we built so long ago
to observe the times that pass
written and signed by our rites
The caves of Eleusis and purple skies
Acts that all stages did forego
Conducting relativity of sacrifice.
Above all the mysteries I craved to learn thy ways
vaguely did I guess, yet also with certitude did know
some of them so true to me, others exceeding all
I ever wished for, prepared to scatter my last days
in ignorance of the most cherished and sacred
everyday’s pace of my beloved and all her uses
that make me heightened in all seven senses
to hold and contemplate thy essence in fullest
‘tis like feeling every breath, every touch
of thine, in awareness of such perception!
Hostilities, pains and grieves can’t matter much
in my life except for the worthiest exception
that I know better all that thou went through
so that one day I may feel equal to thee anew.
I always admired all of thy expressions of articulation
whereas I only hide myself behind riddles
thou findst words to unmask humanity’s true face
that none could speak yet all would utter affirmation
‘tis how we all feel and thou even surpassest
aiming further, touching thine own birthright
to know thyself, never forsaken in ideas tied
by paralysis of strayness denouncing ours to jest
Thou shinest even in the ways of womanly chatter
which after all fits nature and reconciles my stun
being frivolous in original mirth makes it only better
And if thou laughtest at such letter that missed thy sun
I make him right for once, lending words meant to be
Thou never wouldst admit, to me it is the holy land of EBB.
And so glittering was thy hair when the sun met water
I could not compare the golden path it spread with beams
marvellous ‘twas, fit the mood and stirred our own gleams
but to shiny purple of thy eyes its glory did not matter
Thousands of days would not prove in test of time
I’d still be counting all I see beneath the smile of thine
Humble glance and soft smile yet stance is so unmoving
as it hides the sage whose wisdom lies in loving
And if thou wouldst miss me for another chores
I can’t move the wheel, it can’t be made otherwise
all goals men set as they strive for perfection
I saw mine aspirations too, achieving them unwise
for there were things already done, who implores
then, to trespass, overlooking thy completion?
Once thou said, beloved, how thou wouldst exchange
all joys of heaven for painful steps of earthly pilgrim
How could I not marvel, and now in turns I’m engaged
to change the other way and part to thee by reaper grim
Lo! The promises as lovers we made and they live!
Vanity of words rendered false since they were released
from heart & soul thus cannot be weak and intertwine!
Tell me thy wishes new beneath and they shalt be appeased
Eleusians know no ‘till death do us part
Myriads of ghosts would rise and applaud
Counterpart – what is counterpart? Are we so opposing..
rather fitting naturally, blending that I care not for other
and entrust my fragile wish to thine embrace forever -
That we keep burning our own star thro’ planes in passing.
Refer to me, beloved, the cause of our love
be it of chance, fortune, fate or gateway
causality would bash the romance astray?
Or would it not render the spark outlaw.
Come and count with me all we are
the worlds, lives, promises and walks
strives and struggles too, to admire
that our path be long, mind our talks
about afterlives, so much I care to collect
communion of our souls that I invite
upon ourselves new canvasses undisclosed
yet, so we would be anxious to smite
all secrets by the force of lovers elect
To rejoice in riches new, my precious most.
O dear where would I be without thy love?
Let me count the planes and the emptiness
I would collect, extravagant weariness
with all shiny and blissful substitutes for my dove.
Nay, I’d rather take the cold garment of solitude
learning about patience of not losing
the indestructible parts in this longing
Freezing winter of soul turning warm in gratitude
As if I had something else to vanquish
A conqueror scarcely would be my name
since I had lesser cause in riches and fame
Lest hindrances be called, let them vanish
by simplicity of a wish so humble and fragile and silent
As I can’t force thee to come, for thy will shall I wait.
Is the glory of creation and what we hold bright enough?
A silent wish of God could hardly be deciphered
in turbulent times when ‘tis easier to oftly have erred
What is this vortex of choices that skies had brought?
The sight of our world and truth I see well-sealed
the ways turned to riddles though, as I dare to proceed
do we walk into the maze to redeem origin sought
in its centre whilst we held it from the start?
Nay, I walk and refuse and banish to think
that I’d be seeking once found to retrieve
now, there was no doubt nor for one eye’s blink
and all that utter so just shamefully deceive
for I seek no path to regain thee when manifest is out of sight
I just work and mine to add treasures to our pile of day and night.
Soul’s riches! That’s how I call it when I dare.
We seek in moments to retrieve each other
still the choice lies in grace to make altar brighter
by acts mystically subtle that Luna makes aware
Turn by turn we measure what fits the castle
to be built through all ‘twas meant to bear
foreseeing no ruin nor foundations bare
rather a temple-like worthy of flame to settle -
the one that brought forth its blazing will -
we created all by mutual recognition
Our gazes met and all that was lied down
as command derived from preserving up still
we willed the kingdom be our acquisition
true and truer we deserved perpetual dawn.
Hours pass as bells are dashed from inside.
Such is the awakening of memories lost
or rather buried into depths innermost
By truth’s nostalgia or by miracle mesmerized
I stand, and stay with thee a bit longer
since that tiny bit I recollect and store
in gardens to be held firmly evermore
Traces of past I glorify ‘tis not any wronger
Than holding on to big things futile
in turns where the heart grows it gives all
abundance and glory sanctified by core’s call
O memory stay with me for a while
That aimless void of vanity falls asleep
For thy reflection I’ll cry waters so deep.