A Clockwork Momentarium

Consumed by those echoes, She clung to a whisper: “A lie is honest when truth means proposition!”

Lyuba Yatskiv, “Lady Wisdom” or “Holy Wisdom (Hagia Sophia)” (2015). Designed for the apse of the Church of Sophia, Wisdom of God, Ukrainian Catholic University, Lviv, Ukraine.

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And here thereof,
Our love forever naught.
Always sought, never got,
Wrought with contradiction.
“For what is good, and what be evil?
What is truthful if nothing be self-deceitful?”
So loud do cymbals clang in our confliction,
Heap query on question to spare us conviction!

Consumed by those echoes, She clung to a whisper:
“A lie is honest when truth means proposition!”
O’ how best Wisdom wither if not by assumption,
That noise like clockwork must reverb composition.
For what is evil, and what be good?
Ask not lest you ought to want the Truth.
Stay bloated; puffed up; cry out to and fro,
“From whence we came, to wind we go!
Past forgotten! Future unknown!”
So certain we boast when moment is both.

We long for momentarium,
To be without being!
For essence over existence,
Of means without meaning!
We reckon: “Nothing am I, therefore I am,”
“Both lion and lamb,” We beckon: “I am that I am!”
Hark! Lucifer, Pied Piper, Dionysus too.
Time is of the essence–––suffocate that Truth!

If only we sought what He begot,
In lieu of ought, whilst She rot.
Now evil means good, all is naught,
For Love no man understood.

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Matlock Bobechko | January 1, 2015 – 9:00 AM EST

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