he has not lived

since 1977
he has not lived.
when sundered
from the womb
his heart began
….to beat
….on its own,

cast shivering
and helpless
from the cave

into a bright world
of sterile hands
and masks

..how unprepared,
….the young,
..for the dirt
and suffering ahead.

since that warm
plasmic unity, the symbiosis
of eternity,
………and being!

has been
broken

shattered

a wedge in the form
of Forms
has lobotomized
sleep - poetic dreaming:
the hearing, thinking
listening mutation
of that which is not
one’s own
and making it for all

where the raindrop
on the lotus unblossomed
is heartbreaking
and tragic.

where the whisper
of sonorous wisdom
resonates thru and for
the ages, yes

since 1977
he has not lived
in the timeless
..meditation
..of space …