Displaced
swing low sweet chariot
comin’ forth to carry me home.
swing low sweet chariot
coming forth to carry me home.)
sat still with hope
she waited on me.
questioned,
i answered with a wink; smiled strained happiness
and mentioned her name—wondered and modeled
(and still wondered just the same).a
our wants and answers
play a silly game, like lovers self-aware, unsure, question fate.
swing low,
sweet me away,
chariot of wants
days unclaimed,
come forth,
in majesty unmeasured,
unattained—and wait to be lifted, upheld
displaced.
meet with me for coffee
(tomorrow?)
it’s a date.
Well sure, unless you’re unsure, if so then let’s just wait.
But I do, and you?
Of course, it’s true,
And we court, and flit, and faint.
swing low, deeper song—melody unclaimed, resonate
singing full the note always unmade
and want the straight
unending wants
to adore
to exalt
to Remain.
(we worship One forever,
One we worship.
One the same.
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