Deep deep shadows
were strewed all around
and flowing like molten lava,
within that silent enclave...
stirring the ethereal whorls,
like thick giant pillars of nothingness
but palpable
and tangible as material reality...
towards the peripheral
beyond the silent arena,
hung a silent moon
with a longing expression
seemingly in a compassionate meditation
beckoning towards the penumbra...

visions unfolded after visions
in a kaleidoscopic movement...

the faces of ancient ancestors
gyrating to and fro
with the voices of intangible presences
ululating for the seemingly
impossible man-made impasse
barricading the light of eternity...

within that circumscription
of intangible realities
where a single light emanated...
were the voices
from the universal ground...
beckoning with infinite patience...
it was the dawn
of what was sublime...
and the genesis
of a knowingness...

immaterial to the embodiment
of reason and logic

2008 © copyright Tanka Fonta

Set to Music: Instrumentation: Guitar, flute, violin, cello, bass, orchestra & percussion [06,00 Min]