what if there are only two types of graffiti;
your name and rebellious art?

what if my picture of silence
resembles two surgical gloves
approaching a heart?
By iseeyoupaintedyoursoul

1 comment:

  1. finite empathyJuly 16, 2011 2:43 AM

    poignant

    I would say that I think it is not uncommon for a person such as yourself, that is, one who strives to be something but is also wise enough to judge impartially their own failures or shortcomings in such an endeavor, to feel shamed by what they perceive as inaction on their part.

    I think perhaps Milton presented the best perspective on this issue when he wrote:

    [...]But Patience, to prevent
    That murmur, soon replies: "God doth not need
    Either man's work or his own gifts: who best
    Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
    Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed
    And post o'er land and ocean without rest:
    They also serve who only stand and wait."

    And this from a man who accomplished an astonishing measure of service for the cause of his god!

    While I hope the thought of this may be encouraging to you, I also cannot lie and say that I agree with either position. Perhaps there are not only two types of graffiti, or two types of anything for that matter. I have always found that truth resides beyond the dichotomy, and that peace resides in the absence of warring paradigms. There is always a transcendent point, a degree of knowledge and understanding that surpasses the limited and mutually exclusive paradigms that come before it. What we believe is only the measure of what we must reject; what we must reject is only the measure of what we cannot comprehend; and what we cannot comprehend is only the measure of our own error. Where there is error, truth is an impossibility. Truth is only as available as we are content to accept the fact that we have no capacity to comprehend it without relenting what we are and admitting to what we must become. That at least is my discovery.

    Still, this is a beautiful poem. I especially appreciate the deliberate meter of the second stanza.

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