Athenaeum

I walk the stage of downcast dreams
navigate my awareness of lost days
skirt coefficient boarders as both
life’s means and the operands of time

fray’s the glaze of mind-between
amenity of light becomes egersis
my Parthenon seeps self-knowledge
I become my own athenaeum this

wisdom of light and dark manifest
abolishing all their absolutes
beauty, truth, all good becomes lost
only to find my discovery fractured

cannot dis-earn dream from day
the Light of Self di-splays into facets
quiet diamond edge of knowing
of who I am and where I am going . . .

© K. James Ribble

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