KWBU's National Poetry Month Series: Christopher Danysh

Apr 30, 2019

For National Poetry Month in April, KWBU is highlighting four local poets to share what influences their work as well as how they entered into the medium. 

Our fourth poet is Christopher Danysh. 

Danysh is a student at Tarleton State University majoring in Psychology with a minor in English. His poetry has been published in Stone Circle, MCC’s Student Literary Magazine, and exhibited in the Central Texas Artist Collective’s Annual Ekphrasis Exhibit.  

You can read and listen to more of Danysh's poetry below. 

'Lotus' by Christopher Danysh

Tedious tasks

are barking madness

in a slot of my awareness

hideous pasts 

never last

upon this shore

of evolving casts

shine on, shine on

THE END IS NEAR

SOOTHSAYERS PLEAD INTO MY EAR

THEY FLEE ME

IN THIS VERY HOUR

FOUND IN SOLITUDE

FILLED WITH POWER

MISERY HAS A WAY

TO FREE ME FROM MY CHAINS

AND KEEP ME FROM THESE PAINS

ALONG I CONTINUE TO STEP 

EVER HIGHER UPON THE LADDER

INTO A BLOSSOMING BLUE LOTUS FLOWER

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'Holy Art Thou' by Christopher Danysh

I would sing if my voice was that of the sweet nectar, but instead I write.

I write to feel Your divinity, for it is all encompassing.

This I write to You, Thou who art Holy, Thou who art whole. 

You; whose presence vibrates every atom in its dance of expression. 

If only I could accurately express this deep appreciation of your divine presence… a realization strikes me here in this moment. 

My life can be my tribute to You. My existence is Your triumph, my suffering is Your finding, and my breath is Yours. 

My breath is fulfilled without a thought because I’m naturally inclined to participate in Your holy gift.

Yes, perhaps our lovers here and there will manifest Thy presence. Or perhaps we need to manifest our attention here in the present. Maybe we need to stop ignoring, yet it seems ignoring is to be human. Ignorance is a condition. Misery is the product of this self-induced condition.

This human condition comes before a panel, and You are there.

My cries come before the panel, and You’re there.

My anguish, my torment, my success, my life comes before this panel of I, me, and my, and yet somehow, I know Thy presence is here. 

For You are the foundation, 

You are my strength.

You are everything to me, and I am Yours. 

Empower the panel to align upon a new crowning height, to reach ever closer, and to know that You can be known through any experience. 

This scope is limited; our sight maimed. However, in the end, beauty shall reign.

You are my foundation, you are my strength.

Grant me the serenity to relentlessly act according to Thy Will, may Your grace bestow wisdom of Your True Will, of the True Self.

Alpha, Omega, foundation, strength, reality, and Love. You are all of these and more. 

Yours is the Kingdom, the power, and the glory;

For You are the foundation, 

You are my strength,

forever unto the ages.

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'Relentless Discernment' By Christopher Danysh

Flow...

and row along with this ripple of complexities growing so rapidly around me. 

The very air seems to proclaim this honest peace. 

Air shudders in this space. 

How could such a measly task force this upon me?

How did I find this road where no path was there before me?

Embracing this melody, I collapse within the flexible mold.

Arriving at the limit of the conscious. 

Beyond any before

Shuddering and thundering electricity, so sound. 

Falling in deep silence, so bound. 

The blood falls to a steady metronome of a pendulum. 

The heart beats...

beats. 

beats. 

just a beat more

as undeniable peace is claimed, as my will is known. 

These happenings are merely a search for truth;

A process of discerning my will

Until discenment is found

Revealed is Thy discernment; my truth is known

These Rosicrucians will not stop beatin on this throne. 

It seems I cannot seek when passions run amok.

I cannot manipulate luck when nothing is such. 

Nothing is something, and so it perplexes. 

A psychically extracurricular study of molecular interaction. 

While I work on extraction

While I toil to claim

an undeniably

worthwhile

peace that soon I shall attain. 

Ever long retained

In a multitude of forays

we are soon to be

in a euphoric mold 

of Entropy balanced within;

outside; sideways; underway to enter the way; a highway; some roadway; no way but in 

and everything escalating outward toward

the true way. 

As if an exploding tetrahedron explores the plance of relativity. 

Relation is to exist and the awareness is relative. 

Speak and be proud. 

Be hollow, be ground. 

Be hallowed, be crowned. 

All That can be is here when discernment is found. 

Yes, everything from the coals to the clouds. 

From the electromagnetism to the sound 

Live to understand your own. 

Discernment  guides, but it is the truth found that gives the euphoric melody of the self. 

So, pursue and chase

Relentlessly

Until true Will is found. 

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