Mark cloutier

Through the darkness

I am a rock n roll poet

Light is sent through the darkness
And the colors are immense
In form and scent
In sound and scape
As the light is ordered
And takes shape
It is then placed in a garden
In the midst of that which is forbidden
It is then eaten
As life everlasting
And a ruler is displeased
As we surpass his kingdom
And enter the immaculate
In reservation
And return the conversation
In word eternal
With neither end or beginning
As all comes to an end
And is born to another age
Which is ceaseless
In what is seen and heard