Shadows on the Wall
(Are Dancing!)
by Tim Kavi
held there
transfixed
bound
like Prometheus
no ground
of being
except what they
make come to light
and seem to say
glorious images
all human truth
knowledge grows
lively in youth
blades of grass
representing as else
playing symbols
in the mind of self
representing
concentrating
only what is seen
draws nothing
in eternal sheen
I see them there
shadowed objects
some knave
trickery hands
move in light's grave
their beauty
fascinates
captivates
makes me crave
another wave
all seems right
orderly
referentially
depicted
my mind bends
to reality's
shifted
blends
crashing
crushing
oppression
false beliefs
lead to
depression
utterances
in the night
deafened ears
blinded sight
yet I crave
for what the
shadows say to me
play to me
in the cave
for all is
orderly
predictable
nice
without uncertainty's
spice
but what is
this?
but a kiss
of chaos
in the scene
something
is moving
bending
blending
is grooving
in the putrid
stench
pungent dead
air
the shadows
have started
dancing
no longer appear
to be what
they once said
freedom
is alive
in a new light
I see
something new
at the mouth
of the cave
shadows
are dancing
now
I hear?
them behind
me
moving
out of frame
no longer my
reference
can I blame
I want to
rise up and
join them
but this
body
has me chained
my Spirit
starts tapping
my soul
is clapping
as I see
what makes
the dancing
it is the
love
of you and me.
A reference to Plato's allegory of the cave with a Kavi mix; here, Love is transcendent, meanwhile I am bound like all of you, waiting for someone (the Goddess?) to say: loose him and let him go.--TK
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