Pure, essential ideas of human liberation
Are scarcely captured in symbols of language:
The Quiet soul-talkings: visions of self-life-world as one;
Human being's caress of artifacts; natural copies of natural realities.
They still flash as spirit-lightening
Before thunder and rain of soul's replenishings,
Deep springings, still, from sacred, subconscious mind,
Deep throbbings, still, from oppressed, human heart and soul.
Here, pure, natural, human speech,
Writes on inner unfoldings of soul.
Bolts of human spirit-fire, in us, still flash;
Spirit-storms return, within us, to break civil, artificial storms;
Woe! Soul talkings, oneness visions, artifact-realities, meet writing;
Thoughts, once pure as primal rain, turns to acid-plots;
Quenching not the drought-stricken captives of civilization,
Respringing not the deeply refuged, human souls of Earth.
L.S. Heatherly 2011
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