Karma's Capricious Land

Hang on, hold on to hope's longhand

Smile your way into karma's capricious land 

Macaronic moral fables, these maddening mortal lies:

They claim you were born, once, mountains and oceans too

The universe they say was never here, who knew?

You live a day, you live a night, but seasons, years –

imperfect circles those-drawn in invisible tears

Of a blue planet counting it's aeons to null

Spinning to death, no moment too dull 

So I say, hold on to hope's longhand

Smile your way into karma's capricious land 

The heavens hold today secrets of your tomorrows and yesterdays

An arrowhead of crushed iron dispersed the blue god's haze

This hunter and his hunted is all but one, time;

He sang of love, death, rebirth and all within 

One tiny moment, your eyes held mine and therein 

I said, hold on to hope's longhand 

Smile your way into karma's capricious land 

The Ganges descending from your lips, these heavens,

Ah, such death I sought from nowhere but you

Tangerine layered in nectar, your embrace

My words swaying to your pulse, this dance

Ah, such life I craved from no one but you

Tiny tributes to eternity, our tumbled kisses

In them, I hold on to hope's longhand 

And smile my way into karma's capricious land