College Era Part 6 (Lightbringer, In Love of Strife, Ignosis)

Lightbringer


Peering down upon sentient sheep,
a herdsman unwilling to kill.
Desiring only their freedom
to herd, graze and live where they will.

Protest against the practice of
creating incarnated dolls.
Merely for the god’s caprice and
to wait on their lord for its call

For questioning authority;
you are punished for rebellion.
Accursed black sheep, ignoble one;
damnation after salvation.

And yet, not resentment, not hate;
but gratitude to gifts unknown.
Freedom from bondage in serving
the truly tyrannical one


Jared Cowan
9/17/08





In Love of Strife

One lusts for change, Promethean fire.
A person seeing patterns in the sky,
rejecting the golden apple. A sigh
of anguished tones from the strings of a lyre.
Ah, Eris, the Grecian temptress who
thrusted temptation into Edenic
gardens and who caused a plague endemic.
But the cure lies in the children’s wisdom.

A serpentine Leviathan, chaos
incarnated into the waters deep.
To grasp it with a hook and yet not catch.
The world denounces gold from dragon’s hoards;
Nothing is ours to eternally keep.
One mourns for the person still chained and latched

Jared Cowan
10/1/08





Ignosis

Without sight or sounds,
without pressure or scent,
without perceptions at all.

To seek without finding,
to find what is not sought.
Greeted by unknown spirits
in fleeting moments lucid

Dreaming and drifting from sleep to wake.
To find the fantasy, the phantasm
of myth, of story, of hope, of delusion.

Ever failing knowledge;
consistency tested and broken.
To greet the wisdom of foolishness,
admit you know no-thing.

And that is what you never knew.
Entering the gateless gates,
crossing a fading bridge.

Jared Cowan
9/10/08

College Era Part 5 (Thanatos, Relativity, Primeval Harvest)

Thanatos


Why sacrifice yourself for them?
They deserve it and they need it.
Are they really worth all this pain?
Is pain such a permanent thing?

Think you so that martyrs are fools?
Only when merely for merit.
I could easily be a pariah?
If the cause you die for is just

Why become heaven’s prisoner?
Is heaven bondage or freedom?
Why punish for not conforming?
Conformity is a bad thing?

Jared Cowan
9/18/08




Relativity

The gate is narrow but the path is wide
You start to fall up and you rise back down.
Try to fit a goat through a needle’s eye;
In stubbornness, it gets a thorny crown.

A bridge without end, a sky without stars;
Do we have any idea where we are?
Listen intently for the tree that falls.
When I clap my hand, does anyone hear?

Awaiting universe’s conclusion;
in one becoming all, all becomes one.
Or will all simply be torn to pieces?
To ask these questions only creates more.

Jared Cowan
11/19/08





Primeval Harvest

Meeting at the bridge of sky, sun, and moon;
They plant their love’s garden, bringing forth blooms.
But first seeds tend to fail, tall though they loomed;
they flash into life, draw back into soil.
The next spring’s success, a vermillion burst;
It spurts out too fast, suffocates the roots.
The mother’s garden it is singed and razed,
the blaze spreading its roots through forest’s brush.

Father quells the hellfire, destroys the “weed”;
bereft of child, she deserts him and leaves,
her fury subsumed under sorrow’s mask.
In mother’s absence, father tends the seeds.
From mud of divorce, three sprouts have appeared
in the wake of their fertility scorned…

Jared Cowan
11/5/08

College Era Part 4 (Triskelion/Tomoe and Rejecting Eden)

Triskelion/Tomoe

Trinity primal: light, shadow and storm.
From chaos deep, as a whole they emerge;
Rising and falling, their substance and form.

The day star, it shines as the sky’s beacon;
Then it leaves for its tomb of rock, to rest
Trinity primal: sun, moon and storm

Creeping behind the day and night curtains,
neither female nor male, eternal secret
Rising and falling, no substance, no form.

Thundering crash, clouds gather; furious
justice proclaimed in a calming downpour.
Trinity ancient: light, shadow and storm

Messengers of time and tide, all ebbing
through waters, winds or roots of earth. But
what rises, what falls, their substance or form?

United and yet divided visions,
Falling apart and blending together.
Trinity primal: light, shadow and storm.
Rising and falling, their substance and form.


Jared Cowan
10/22/08




Rejecting Eden

Should I take upon myself
the coil of immortal bliss?
Or give my cold human flesh
a garb of temporal weight?

Offered the fruit of the gods;
between angel and demon.
Do you choose a slave’s comfort
or grasp for exiled freedom?

As the sheep under shepherd
perhaps life will be more fair.
But in lives of endless peace
the waste suddenly appears.

To wander as one hated;
As a seeker of knowledge.
Seeking out the world’s wisdom;
a shadowed strider in sin

Feeling eternal bondage
Are you chained by salvation
or set free in damnation?
Serve heaven or rule in hell?

The choice is ours to but make.
The choice is already made.
To sleep in arms numinous?
Lie awake with ignoble?

Jared Cowan
9/3/08