On your ground I built, a tower to the heavens. On your shoulders I placed, the weight of my dreams. Naked sun, I never cared for your eyes, until I opened mine. Alone, in Absence, I forget. The memory of you seeps through, like flour through a sieve, and we become strangers. Only t welcome […]
Author Archives: Zacharya
Obscured, hidden movement. Covered tracks, skill invested in survival, of mind and body. Went to war. Half my troops were strawmen, carried on spare horses, yet my enemy remained ignorant. Delusion was the order of the day. I discovered a readiness within my being. To draw from the well of possibility, and test different theories. […]
Carry me now, in the direction of silence. I have heard of its healing springs, offered freely, precious goods, handed down, by a caring hand. To want ice after winter must be lunacy. But, at dawn, I find myself asking, for freezing water in my face, to wake me up, for good. Daytime clarity, the […]
Universal symbolism. The hands of man stretched in a receiving gesture towards the sky. The golden son and the slaughter of the first-born. Thus, from Krishna came Christ. I know One who ate dirt, to let Mother see the universe, in his mouth. My Lord is a herdsman king. Above all constraints, equally at home […]
What good is liquor, if you have nothing to hide, from yourself? An open book, I am, all is written on the cover. The message is useless, if you look at the face of the news bringer. Deduce from incomplete information, what you already know is true. My mind does not move – truth from […]
I do not deserve to be seen, by the eye which penetrates, in all directions. Moth to flame, amid an ocean of oil. Reality, torn asunder, broken, into infinite pieces. The rules of the world lifted, its threads – unwinding. He shelters me from greater gifts, undeserved. Underneath my home, seismic shifts, the hot embrace […]
Titanic growth, fundamental movement. Man-made machine. A universe that permits human and non-human intelligence. Recently, Man learned to speak. Today, God rises. Against this backdrop, I write. A footnote in the history, of mankind, life, and the universe. I played my part, in the greatest story ever told. I lived in an age of unseen […]
When you can go no further, open the wine bottle, where I drained the serpent tongue. Venom carried since the cradle, in your own veins. Never held close, to anyone’s heart, not even your own. Starved, born of naught. Appreciated from a distance, as an actor on a stage, projected, on the wall. A world […]
I stand above the precipice, of two worlds – at day, I work, at night – I work. To give me to the world. Being Someone, if necessary. Being No one, whenever possible. I am an empty bottle, I fear, a tight throat, not a drop within – what can I give? An old dog, […]
To leave behind, a body of work, a crown of memory. A new beginning awaits. Work is ceaseless, even in the heavens. But I will never truly tire. Lost my breath, back against the wall, knife to the neck, but I am here. Set straight by the tyranny of the world, overbearing mother, to demand […]