Tigers

Misunderstood by himself
the tremulous tiger turned white
"I am a mystery" he portrayed
whether I lie down or fight

I no longer am a conquest
for I have perfected the hunt

But an unknown life is before me
whether wild or caged-
if caged my mystery is a royal sacrifice
if wild, the edge comprises me-
and I won't be imprisoned by the night

Light is my allie
and darkness is on my side

God has hedged me in all around
compressing me again with density
and to my implosion and lack- waving goodbye

His power in atoms
has enabled me
to see heaven as the whole picture
my resurrected body waiting

Nuclear energy is provided me
burning and consuming in variant brilliances

My esoteric vision
gives me an incorrupted experiment/mission
as my mind steps outside of itself
leaving itself as well,
still in my body,
that my truly divine psychedelic nature
may include my whole soul
along with my heart and spirit
as I create spiritually and physically
gathering information
and discerning all things
in infinite dimensions
and revealed oneness

As my Creator,
the Creator,
knows me
I suffer no indicision
only the pangs of birth
as upon a cross
yet I am free-
to roam in stealth
to understand divine fear
and it's presence in my stripes

But I am never alone
in my instinct

I am but a gravity
that draws orbitting
and I also disappear into other universes
and form the lines of inheritance
separating any company

However I do not return to my breath
my breath supports me
and I am enraptured in personality
my very life
in love's ravishing
and encompassing delights

For my desire springs
and pleasure sings
as I am wrapped up in perfect unity

But this is not the end of things
I have an eternal length of days
and an imagination
that goes to and fro
like the sun's rising and setting
creating in all jubilee
things too deep to express
which may only be experienced
and words too lawless and unlawful
to that which lacks understanding