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For those handful of creative minds here that have changed my life and thinking with their mind-bending poetic constructs...
In that moment between heartbeats, when life hesitates,
And hope becomes an illusion of fulfillment, you appeared
As a lucent mist smiling with extended hands.
Lamenting though, as I was, an epigonic misfit, confused;
Striving in so many words, to shift the illusory eminence
Of judgment of eons of possibilities, - you took the time
To transilluminate things hidden in me - those things capricious.
In supple fleeting moments I found myself dancing
With sunbeams and wind, as intangible escorts sought
To illuminate and extrapolate those treasures for decades;
Hidden, and reiterate them on shelves, opaquely.
You slathered ideas, as thick dew of neuronal voids,
Impassively sighing, as tender synapses began firing
In organized fashion. Chortling, you pointed again
At my old thinking and debilitating habits; and sought
Out discrepancies and anomalies to further exacerbate
My rebellious desire, as if it was nothing more for you
Than a wild stallion swatting flies with the tail.
With the smoothness of hot honey, and the groaning
Of tectonic plates, your ideas melted my staid thinking
As those glaciers in boxes that once bound me in shadowy fetters.
In that time at the compass of heartbeats, where life is suspended
Between universes - and the restless mind equates -
Dogma with verity, you disseminated those areas in me
Once thought sacred, with the verdant olive leaf of innovation.
Embracing me as an equal, we drifted across the stria
Of new thought. Together, with the melodious and contrapuntal
Strains of new resonance; I found in the cadence of heartbeats,
That the occurrence had rendered me quiescent breathless.
