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An
Invocation
A Poem by:
Erin
Thomas
(Zahhar)
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consent.
O
grant me rain from out the sounding clouds,
and flash against
the backdrop of my thoughts
an inspiration wrought by
subtle minds.
Dissolve
the soughing haze that clings to all my dreams
and wraps confusion round my spinning soul.
Unveil the primal light obscured in stellar dust.
Release
creative flow like prismed floods
that sweep stagnation from my standing sense.
O grant me rain from out the sounding clouds.
Lift
the heavy doubt that cowers thick and close,
a fog that saturates in vapid shades of gray
and wraps confusion round my spinning soul.
Reach
through this cacophonic mental din
and seed within my harried understanding
an inspiration wrought by subtle minds.
Sweep
a translucent wind throughout my psychic planes,
infused with temperate airs to clear the cotton mist,
a fog that saturates in vapid shades of gray.
Defrost the ice and snow from all my fields,
the winter-scapes within that numb perception.
O grant me rain from out the sounding clouds.
Return
decayed ideas to elemental drift
so they rise again as notions nursed on cosmic breath
infused with temperate airs to clear the cotton mist.
Connect
me to the place where light is born,
from where it swells to crest in consciousness
an inspiration wrought by subtle minds.
Part
confusion from conceptions fallen dead,
and draw its suffocation off my faculties
so they rise again as notions nursed on cosmic breath.
Restore
the waters of my inmost lands,
so that my springs will flow with apprehension.
O grant me rain from out the sounding clouds,
an inspiration wrought by subtle minds.
Sing
to me invention, and help me learn to heed.
Dissolve the soughing haze that clings to all my dreams,
and draw its suffocation off my faculties.
Unveil the primal light obscured in stellar dust.
Erin
Thomas
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© 2005
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