even if

even if perception was to loosen exponentially
until we could feel realities blend
the colour of twilight be seen in its divinity
through all our senses to gently wend

even if strings that vibrate through forever
releasing acoustics of every single round
that exists within the chromatic scale of ever
should on our ears progressively sound

even if piquant flavours of eternity
did assault our appetites to taste
aromas roaming in blank perpetuity
over our palates softly baste

our understanding would still be a guess
for no finite mind can comprehend infinities
nothing manifest can see endlessness
or the faces of god in all their complexities
.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Western Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Favourite poets? So many

Comments

There is,

There is no answer to this, or is there. Are we just not complex enough to have an answer, we can't leave it to faith it's not our way. This is a terrific poem as well as a work out for the head. Love Roscoe...

thanks very much roscoe

for the very supportive comment
glad i got you thinking :)
love judy
xxx

Judy

Roscoe said most of the things about your piece where it is a mind searching piece.
This tripped me in a couple of places as its smooth read became a little bumpy, maybe because of the words that I had to pause on, one place where Round I thought should have been sound then the sound came in lol
But as Roscoe said it was a grand write,
Yours Ian.T