I Command the Chaos
I command the chaos — turn into order!
I command the death — turn into life!
I command the war — turn into peace!
I don't want to know a thing anymore.
You know my soul yearned for knowledge
but from this day on, I don't want to know a thing
except for, will I be able or not to love you.
Is it possible that the world has earned some relief?
The wings cut the skies
a dream hides reality within itself
and what if I learn the truth? So what?
Will I keep faith?
The will, the strength to save myself, will it stay with me?
I command the darkness — turn into light!
I shall linger on this planet a while longer
and I am closer to you than to anyone else
and a realization of my existence here
brings such bitter tears which I cannot explain
but I still have the path to reach those peaceful pastures
so, I'll stand up again and tell you that I shall gather strength
and something will happen, as if by accident
and we shall walk toward each other again.
I command the sorrow — turn into calm!
I command the noise — turn into silence!
David Dephy
DIVINE UKRAINE
Your eyes are the eyes of God.
Your breath is mother tongue of Earth.
Your blood is a symphony of fire.
Your lips are the truth-tellers,
no one can take your golden mystery,
no one can feel you without admiration.
Your heart is garden of kisses.
Your ears are pearls of expectation.
Your words are constellations –
the faces of heroes, encircled by rays,
drifted on the minds of the world,
their smile, their look, their strength and its innocence,
a tide that tugs at us. In times like these,
a sense washes over us, and we gather together
in the deadly noise of millennium and this stillness,
a stillness that never wavers.
All we have become, divine Ukraine,
is what your innocence has made of us.
The naked homeland of freedom
beats right in your heart.
David Dephy
March 1, 2022
New York
TAKE YOUR SANDALS OFF YOUR FEET
You are in Ukraine, take off your sandals,
for the place where you are standing
is holy and the air you are breathing is holy,
touching rays on your face,
drifting through the noise of madness
from the other side of the dark,
still, the lips touch the air
and this body is a foreign language
addressing a foreign world,
and its foreign skies. I say,
take a deep breath, my love,
let us embrace this great void as an old friend,
perhaps then we shall discover each other
far on the other side of alone.
Have you heard a song of braves?
Take your sandals off your feet,
the place when you’re standing is holy,
every grain is the heart of a child,
the grain of truth—
breathing through the golden shadows.
Have you heard the laughs and smells?
This is the greatest afternoon of freedom.
David Dephy
3/12/22
New York
EMPTY STROLLERS IN FRONT OF YOU
See the empty strollers over there? In front of you.
Now you see what Russians are. Don’t say a word.
Take a deep breath. Now you know what has happened,
why, how, where and when—
right here, not so far—
Not so far.
Just a second ago, they were alive.
My sweetest friend, they were loved.
The peace offering love—
Earth and heavens made sacrifices to that love,
the dews of their smiles are the words of holy.
Who ever heard or felt anything more divine?
Is there something precious we are longing to find out there?
Their voices hit your senses, burst your temples,
burn your breath. See the rays?
Or the black smoke under flawed stillness?
This is the other side of our happiness—
and its silence means the end.
David Dephy
March 18, 2022
New York
David Dephy
A Georgian/American award-winning poet and novelist. The 1st place winner of The Artist Forum Poetry Award in New York 2021, the winner of the Finalist Award in the 2020 Best Book Award National Contest by American Book Fest, the finalist and shortlist winner nominee of the Adelaide Literary Awards for the category of Best Poem, the winner of the Spillwords Poetry Award. He is named as A Literature Luminary by Bowery Poetry, The Stellar Poet by Voices of Poetry, The Incomparable Poet by Statorec, The Brilliant Grace by Headline Poetry & Press and An Extremely Unique Poetic Voice by Cultural Daily.
