Words
– Simple
Contriving
To tell the truth
– Convince so many
To take the path WE choose.

Words complicate the matter
Of Being, and confuse it with
Seeing, thinking appearance is real.

But we perceive a tiny part of life
And keep saying experience is concrete.
Our words are overworked and under-paid as such,
And understanding Life itself is still beyond us.

Words are a gift, but when to often called to task, they dull.
Their fifteen minutes, a dizzying eternity of “what?”
We talk too much to listen at the door of Higher Consciousness,
Where all words fall away to knowing, flowing, glowing Cosmic Lifeforce…

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is for a poem with long lines. One example has 17 syllables per line, taking inspiration from the 5-7-5 (=17) syllables of Haiku. I’ve written a variation, with lines from 1 to 17 syllables. An interesting piece for
NaPoWriMo!