A poem written by Lee Sonogan
Originally published on entertainmentcultureonline.com
“The procedure of process is when we start to correlate with all the stages and provide cyclic recurrence, connect one thing with another and close a loop” – Sunday Adelaja
Programming the precise curvature of the Earth,
Sequences of results continue endlessly,
Spinning the relative circumference back and forth,
The circuit of consistent flux density.
Twelve-dimensional frames of anticipation,
Outlines in proportions towards counterbalance,
Sourcing omnipotent process with vibration,
Unravel the coil in the blinding fragrance.
Whatever truth is hooked falls right through the image of holes,
Then a bottomless pit becomes Yin to its Yang,
Cliche fragments of ash rising from coals,
Stardust exploding similar to the big bang.
Inevitably the dark side comes again,
Quality of beauty goes around a circle,
Some grateful, attack and defend,
Together they work as one within a simple mortal.
Wearing a noose as a tie,
All twists bend understanding of comprehension,
Uplifting the tension between demand and supply,
Discern the best interpretations of objective perfection.
Overlapping constructs reflecting absolute symmetry,
An itch makes you curious plus ignorant,
Mastering the ambiguous equilibrium,
Surfaces you above the current wave in an instant.