Into Darkness

[hack]

You preordained this poisoned path
You set the course I follow now
You called me here to this dark place
You tucked me in behind these walls

I did not go unwillingly
I don't complain or seek to blame
I only wonder that it's true that
I won't walk those streets again

We made this pact without a word
We nodded and it was enough
Now everything not said is done
Now nothing ever can be changed

Our psalms are gone and no one heard
Our whispers low and meaningless
Now I see, without regret
Now I call your name, my Lord

[Bar22do]

Hack, as I mentioned in my VM, I find something of Buzzati's Tartar Steepe atmosphere in your poem... The meaning does not occurs to us, but life is lived through, the same...

I loved particularly:

"We made this pact without a word
We nodded and it was enough
Now everything not said is done
Now nothing ever can be changed"


though I cannot agree to the end with this... I believe that paces of our future may change the way we see our past... and if change is impossible, is it not rather on His/Her/Its part, the word once sent forth is not taken back and the universe revoles around it accordingly? - seen as that, it could be taken as an indictment... but is not your poem one anyway? He/She/It will have to make a big effort to provide you with an explanation when you ask for the account...

[hack]

Bar,
It is not meant as an indictment, in any sense, but rather an affirmation of the most banal sentiment that is commonly expressed, "it is what it is". It is also about revelation that comes too late. It is a little bleak for my personal philosophy, but I can't deny that it did occur to ME. My most deeply held conviction, it seems, is contradiction.
Peace my friend,
Wayne

[Bar22do]

Bar,
It is not meant as an indictment, in any sense, but rather an affirmation of the most banal sentiment that is commonly expressed, "it is what it is". It is also about revelation that comes too late. It is a little bleak for my personal philosophy, but I can't deny that it did occur to ME. My most deeply held conviction, it seems, is contradiction.
Peace my friend,
Wayne

I understood your "it is what it is" but I felt more to the whole piece, questions and associations kept coming... and two, now are - why is it too late for revelation if it was all preordained thus, and can we affirm He/She/It really preordained this "poisonous path" or is it that something went wrong "on the way", or...?

[Pendragon]

You preordained this poisoned path
You set the course I follow now
You called me here to this dark place
You tucked me in behind these walls



Wonderful lead in to a even more wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing!

[PrinceMyshkin]

Bar,
It is not meant as an indictment, in any sense, but rather an affirmation of the most banal sentiment that is commonly expressed, "it is what it is". It is also about revelation that comes too late. It is a little bleak for my personal philosophy, but I can't deny that it did occur to ME. My most deeply held conviction, it seems, is contradiction.
Peace my friend,
Wayne

I am never able to hear It is what it is without an unspoken but implicit Goddamnit! I never hear triumph in it or the vaunted "peace that passeth understanding" but rather remember Beethoven's plaintive notation in the margins of one of his great, late quartets:

Muss es sein
(Must it be?) followed almost immediately by

Es muss sein!
(It must be!)

Have you really submitted to your (over)Lord? I somehow doubt that, although we must all, surely, experience moments of being broken (at last!).

PS It's a fine poem.

[Haunted]

Compelling. I'm always drawn to darker subjects, this one delivers.

[tailor STATELY]

As I interpret your poem, so too have I lived. Agency, and its consequences; and then a turning back, a first step: "Now I call your name, my Lord". Thus it is how I shall internalize your poem, though I be far off the mark.

[Buh4Bee]

I can understand how difficult it is to follow God's word and to not like it later on. We may agree to follow His plan in blind faith only to feel we have been tricked into something dark. To be cliche: I've been there and done that and, yes, it is what it is.

[hack]

Pendragon, Haunted, and Jersea, thank you for your attention and your kind words. Tailor, cousin, I don't believe you are off the mark, though I am not certain that I am on it. My Prince, I must admit that submission (and faith) are difficult for me. I do not consider that to be the worst of my failings, though I am loathe to make that detailed a list. Bar, I do not mean to say that every detail along our path is preordained, only that the beginning and end are set, immutable. I do believe that the steps, and missteps, along our path are our own. The path is "poisoned" in that it has only one possible end. As for demanding an accounting, I would not be so bold or ungrateful, knowing what I know about how I have stumbled along my way. Thank you all for the support that you have shown me here.
Hack