Too old-fashioned for words?

Allabout subservience, propitiation,

vulnerability and naivete:

the way to express childish awe.

 

No one, no thing is awesome anymore!

Even awful is a joke.

Tough nuts, human-us,

part cyborg, part biology and chem;

elemental with only a little bit of soul.

We go by the book - or the ego, atleast.

………

 

Perceiving, perspective -

dependent on, relative to the senses:

touch, scent, glimpse and sound.

Then, reacting, responding.

How neurons are sparked off

focus turned-on

and sensations run riot.

Joy, fear, pleasure, fascination, desire:

a churning in the belly, hearts a’flutter

so skin tingles, throats constrict

and pupils dilate…

...tinged with something unearthly else;

hormonal body-speke, surely?

Mind-stuff, then…

..faced with power, harmony and beauty

just a gasp of...garbled wonder or terror,

the bossy brain getting scrambled

losing its nice, linear logic,

 its specious mastery

soaring out-of-mind to...to ?otherwheres.

 

...where bowed head or bended knee

are no shame.

To kiss a newborns tiny toes

swoon, mesmerized at heavenly song

make love within sweet tenderness,

be speechless and stilled before glory

of form, creature, art or idea;

in the zone, brim with presence

the body itself resonant - reverent.