AT THE CUSP OF INFLUENCE

Protracted epilogue in elliptical constraint,

visiting revisitation, organic cascades of their chemical satori,

emancipating the rendition of a formulaic concertation.

Words seep sift and seethe in their rhizomic character,

evocative of the sustaining dream,

light records the wayward amplification of their nascence,

dreams fine formed and fertile,

enter the connubial nubile nuance of dissipative dissuasive concern.

At once certain of the emancipation of whim,

free now to consider itself other than complicity and caprice,

he becomes something other, wholely other,

a fundamental grain of a universe,

dancing in the mingling suitability of supplanted equivocation.

Hearts, find the light, making light,

coeval with the nascent emergence of their appended derivations,

the sun echoes again, in it's vernacular of stream or wave,

and somewhere in the cascades of causation,

I am won,

with myself,

in instantaneous wonder,

at the cusp of influence.

Please watch the entire video before reading the poem.  :P

Poem and image © 2016 by Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder