A Poem by Daniel June: Love Call
Love Call
I am the righteous fury of the child
Behold your father, anciently young
I disdain the praise you afford me
And turn my ear from the verse you have sung
Eros I was the beginning
Eros my prankish return
Chaos the mother who bore me
Chaos the lesson you learned
Yahweh they jealously praised me
Odin they frenzied again
Zeus they lustfully named me
Brahma they murmured in turn
These shards I’ve scattered through hist’ry
I swallow them back up again
I resonate to the heart of my equals
Tomorrow we return to our One.
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