PHYSICAL
body as temple |
EMOTIONAL
feelings as motivator |
PSYCHOLOGICAL
thoughts as romantic concepts |
SPIRITUAL
beliefs and spirituality |
BALL - LIGHTNING
The soul abides deep in the heart of the flesh,
Where Body and Spirit long to mingle and mesh.
It forms one willing captive amid the silken pillows,
Twists and writhes as undulating waves and billows.Talent is a monster fed only by Arts,
Embodied as form, its Splendor imparts.
That narcotic need makes our decisions
Glorious, without final cut or revisions.In a changing world we have music, art and love
To meld or ground dark and light from above.
Hot desire burns omniscient within the senses,
Weaving a spell of impassioned perfect tenses.That divine response reflected back from our desire
Is the sole motivation for us to continue to aspire.
It is a resigned, passive act merely to believe;
Only the active stroke of Will can ease or relieve.Finding us bored stiff, I'll see that and raise you One.
A cone of power the likes of which was never done.
Nothing matters to Lovers but sex, death, and religion
All of which reside far beyond gates of human division.God entreats Goddess, becoming evermore emphatic;
Both now One, growing steadily more empathic.
Power and Light unleashed more awesome than frightning,
A spiralling energy we now know as Ball-Lightning.
