She Who Watches - She Who Waits - She Who Listens - She Who Speaks

Blanche McLanahan [ehcnald at yahoo.com]


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One Law, One World, Same Face

IF THE SUN'S LIGHT REFLECTS TRUTH UNTO MINE EYE, AND THIS SIGHT WERE NOT TRUE,
THEN WHAT MY MIND SEES AND HEARS IS THE ONLY TRUE REFLECTION.
THE EYE OF RA IS NOT A GOD, IT IS THEIR SCIENCE AND ITS LAW.


MANY FACES

Let your mind see the image of each face
Know the geometric angle drawn of the human race.

Time's refractory index preventing light's potential
Yet all is document here in space of the cosmic essentials.

It is all in memory of the DNA's primal recording
Seen in lines of her face where curves are distorting.

Prisms in the eye to transmit time's stress
These shadows in the darkness are lifes true test.

Lines in her face derive the meaning
She speaks not with words but with spatial geometry.

It is understanding the weight of darkness
And angle of each shadow that documents the illusions of blindness.

As we view the evolution and nature of man
The lines on his face are made in time to withstand.

We reason in shadows failing to see or hear
Are deluded by time's illusive cause through the years.

Unmistaken identity carved or etched in stone
Monuments erect in memory that bequeath the facts be known.

The eyes are a prism that reflect the light's imbalance
And the frown of curvature or lines of the tears flow mimic life's true stance.

Evolution will bend the winds of time
The image are drawn reflect of changes not seen with the eye.

Evidence remains long after decomposition of flesh
In the skull whose skeleton is shaped by light's effects.

We see through the eye's orbit held in the zygomatic arch
Then through line the elongated occiput deflects light's march.

Sagittal crEsts bend, mandibular joints re-align
Muscles contract for the framework to detail the curve and line.

The skull to entomb protecting brain mass
Light's energy feeds filtered through prisms of glass.

Identity's cartouche held in crystalline chambers
A computer analysis, its years recorded in numbers.

Primordial genes to chip and record the ages
Handed down each generation by shadows in our faces.

Mitochondrial remnants to re-stimulate primordial genes
For remembrance of our origins returning to mankind's primal scream.

Pictures of our true face will surface out of time
Bringing us back to this center, equidistant to curve and the line.


- Blanche McLanahan


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