Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Sustaining The Dream



Reaching through the hedgerow
Honeysuckle tendrils –
And the river’s song flowing on.



Slowly closing the door
With barely a blush of sound-
The cat snores on.


At last summer heat
The thick air promising a shower -
Feel like dancing naked in the garden!


Out of the cracked concrete
Weeds with tiny yellow flowers.
The road choked with blind traffic -
Evening rush hour.


From the snow dusted field
A crowd of crows rising –
Wondering how your day has been.



Sustaining the dream
By sitting still as incense burns down.
Just the breath
A thread by which everything hangs -
Nothing above, nothing below.