Signify and postulate the reason
In the slumber of the season
Restrain the needle in the wound
As the truth stares in the gloom
Hence for we sing
A melody to the wind
For a view in the spring
To the raining cream
Where are we tonight?
In that past so might
The turbulence of thoughts
Over the inertia of onslaughts
I will find you in that glade
That hides in the shade
Of the temporal mist
In the shadows bliss
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Ocean tides ebb and flow,
Pendulums swing to and fro.
Sands of time erode away,
Day into night, night into day.
Mind’s eye sees early to late,
The sun and moon perpetuate.
Within this illusion of linear time,
Dwells the truth of present Divine
(poem is not mine)
MJB,March 27th 2007
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