the divinity once called me.

The Divinity. (once called ME.)
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It seems that He
was so good at
Playing The Role
of Devil, that all
of Existence soon
forgot the Unity
it Once Was.

He Who Mourns
with Stars because
He jumped, fell,
(or slipped) from
Grace.

( while Mystery
itself remains Present
In Every  Face.)
_

Divine Energy took
a Dark Form because
it needed Variety.

Splitting into Various
Modes of Representation
as a Means of Escape
From Some Lonely Self.

(and in such an instance
Heaven is indeed Married
to Hell.)

_

When I have
a Thought, (or
a thought occurs
within Me)
I touch a Secret
Fabric in a way
which leaves an
indelible impression;
and Reality immediately
modifies because
I have Touched It.

and Then My Dreams
Dance into the
World like Marionettes
on a String I hold
trembling in my
Hands...sometimes
scared.

(because quite often
They are Nightmares.)

_

so in such an event,
I can Only Hope,
and Try to See
The Horrors
of My Personal
Self reconnect
with That Divinity.

(once called Me.)

j.s.h.