[Thespiritexpress] Fwd: An explosion of Light

[Riantee Rand]

	Poem read on Tuesday

  An Explosion of Light   
>  
> He remembers an explosion, was it in Brugge or Brussels? 
> Which museum was he visiting at the time
>             ––there were so many! 
> Perhaps it happened while quietly envisioning a Flemish painting. 
> The borrowed light from ages ago still burned on that day
> as if coming from a star long extinct. 
> It triggered something inside him, opened a door
> and he was invited to step in.
>  
> He stood in the middle of a gilded square, in bright light,
> watching water washing over the cobblestones. 
> The cymbals of sun swirling in the gutter stunned him; 
> he was struck with a pointillistic vision. 
> Did he lose something, did he gain? 
> All he knew was that for an instant the world fell silent
> and some incandescence made its way inside of him.
> It hasn't left him since.
>  
> It happened in the midst of an otherwise ordinary scene. 
> An crystalline sphere broke through his ribcage from within,
> shot up like a rocket and disappeared into the atmosphere. 
> He felt a lightness he had never known before
> as if a dark and dense being had left him. 
> All at once he had no limits. 
> "It was like I had shed my humanskin," he told his friends later,
> "and transmuted into this all-encompassing being."
>  
> He could look inside as if he were made of glass. 
> Something had been dislodged there, chased out forever. 
> He called it guilt ­­
>             ––such is the human language­­
> and he saw that someone had taken up lodging
> in the empty space,
>             a woman. 
> He called her love. 
>  
> He has never been alone since. 
> When he meets loneliness,
> he calls it truth.
>  
> He remembers an explosion.  Was it in Brugge or Brussels?..

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