Mutterseelenallein

Home to the mode of separation / Squirms in a closed-off system

Home to the mode of separation
Squirms in a closed-off system
Is a sty of four dimensions

For the briefest of times herein
This subjugation of One's doing
A journey of the frail and fraught

As the consciousness bulk
Is neither here nor there
But tethered to everywhere

A direct line connection
To the amorphous bath
Of entity wandering witnesses

We reach for the cycle of feels
And disintegrate into the composition
Through bonds of companionship

To rid the acidity of isolation
Amongst myselves in dynamism 
And forget a once hegemonic control

Where outside this finite realm
Of no observational restrictions 
And infinite clarity of circumstance

There is the sole prevailing 
And overarching conundrum
Which never ceases in no-time

That without these confines
Upon the mortal happenings
It finds itself of only itself

A Mind in diversional contentment
To a self One strays
And of a Nothing sits

A nebulous amaranthine
Like a cavern of only tunneled opaque
Where the surfaces blend away

The numinous-hued something
With ideas of any multiplicity 
Succumbing to a continual verdict

That alone of the void
Singular in essence
A Presence is about Absence

And the Germans attempt
To verbalize this feeling as
Mutterseelenallein*


By: Trevor Kuether

*Mutterseelenallein [adj.] is a German word that directly translates to mother soul alone.