Gratitude: Alive and Thankful…


 

So I’m Alive and Thankful

 

as sound bends in our utterance of banal gestures and enquiries

we determine the grey lucidity of our lives encounters unwittingly

our posthumous agenda to allow our betrayed quotas some breath

decipher the spaces in-between fragile raindrops as each impact reintegrates

such softness in the cushion of armour buttressed stillness… realisation

the countenance of, we… it steps beyond the eye we chose to see

 

So I’m Alive and thankful?

 

as air departs its surface to waken to touch

It’s filled with the moulding of holding easing to differing contours

the kindred mute that ceases to bay because it’s yielded to truth

from the unfettered brute dancing in elk tanned shoes, the ravage of youth

the silence of our minds request to connect without jest… internalisation

this shift from I to you, them, we are in each other finding it easy to be

 

So I’m Alive and thankful!

 

muse of abnormalities normalcy enthralled by fantasies of culled realities

cocooned by the sweet timid notion of non-narratives potion

we see the reflection of our generations blank space

our need to be in finding the essence that leaves indelible sense

of these indescribable pains caused by life track rails etching ails

you hold fast to I and we shroud us to be bothered and feel

 

So thankful I am alive!

 

while the wicker is set to uphold the dew framed by… abstraction

the prophet approaches the pew to deliver the perfect docket

our reaction to each other leaves less bother in so far as we are

who we say we are, less the determining of other self’s disillusion

we turn and say hello!, swiftly asking…. how are you?

I say alive and thankful…. in your life lies mine in varied mirror facets

 

 

Seyi Sage Awolesi… Wordsmith… © 0138:01122009

The simple fact that I’m alive means I am thankful. It could always be worse

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About CerebralCausality

I am an Architect, Photographer, Poet, Writer. I'd say a bit of a renaissance man. I love and imbibe creativity of all forms as it is the essence of life itself. Take a walk down the myriad process that invigorates my mind, be still for a spell and let my words dwell in your subconscious allowing you to intellectually copulate with me.

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