Giving form to the structure

 —my words are set free

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

With one foot in the future

 and one foot in the past

 

Eternity hangs between them

 —its prescience first and last

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

I caught the Muse having an affair….

 with my banished and cursed darker side

 

I could hear them laughing inside me,

 such lovemaking I cannot abide

 

A tryst most unwelcome though familiar,

  my dreams left abandoned of sleep

 

To kill off the one, I must kill off the other

 —alone in the night where I bleed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

The merry-go-round of each day slipped away,

   and memories were all that was left

 

Until the turning stopped and my spirit released,

 set free, but to never forget

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

Staring into my own eyes,

 I saw the Lord at last

 

All time as one, the parts now whole

 no future and no past

 

Staring into my own eyes,

 the light pulled me inside

 

And letting go, I felt the rush

 —no more to question why

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

Intuition is to reason

 as a black hole is to space

 

A cistern of discovery

 —void of distance, time, and place

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

Reason goes just so far it seems

 —faith crossing every line

 

Hope the ticket to a better place

 —enlightenment sublime

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

When you give the horse his rein

 —it’s more about the chase than the hunt

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

 The greater the question

 the more futile the answer

 

Truth open ended

 —opinion be damned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

What man can’t understand

 he often chooses to believe

 

Where lying just beyond his grasp

 all faith and dogma bleed

 

What man can’t understand

 he follows blindly ill conceived

 

A void to fill as darkness hides

 —a fantasy supreme

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)