Poetry: Scott Thomas Outlar

Scott Thomas Outlar

An Ode to the Word

Poetry -

I breathe you in,

filling my lungs

with the longings of life

expressed through sharp, crisp meaning

from the deepest recesses

of those who do not fear

pouring out their hearts

so that men such as I

can reach the realization

that all of us

bleed the same from our wounded 

yet exhilarated states of consciousness…

or, even if they do have trepidations,

these poets still brave the act

of penning poignant words

that set their experiences free,

helping me to also escape 

during the process of liberation.

Poetry - 

You have no chains, no binds,

no restrictions

that cannot be overcome,

no limitations, no boundaries

that cannot be bridged,

and I love you for

the courage of raw emotion

that brings tears to my eyes,

a smile to my face,

and high electric fervor

pumping through the neurons

that become excited in my mind.

Poetry - 

Yes! I openly

use the word love

while singing this ode in your honor,

for you have provided unto me

insights and understandings

about the conditions of this life

that otherwise seem

existential and unanswerable.

Poetry - 

You arouse the lust of my loins

in ways that transcend

simple sexual cravings…

indeed, you offer an opening

along the path

toward enlightenment,

transubstantiation, nirvana,

bliss, and holy ascension…

you teach the way

of the Tao, of alignment,

of balance, of harmony,

of rhythm, of accord,

of connectedness

with the pure natural flow.

Poetry - 

You are the gentle waters

of absolution

and apotheosis;

you are the crystallized vision

that brings all scattered pieces

of the schismatic system

into a unified wholeness;

you are the epitome

of Oneness, of The Word,

of Logos incarnate,

of Genesis reverberations,

of the primordial source

from which

all beautiful possibilities

emerge in righteous splendor. 

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Setu, April 2023