AM CONVINCED .......

.......... that the longest journeys are those that are undertaken without moving an inch!

LAND OF SPIRIT DRUMS

Like thirsty beasts we onward lurched
With dragging feet and vacant eyes
As spectral shadows loomed around
And wailing wisps rose from the ground.

Behind us lay a darkened land
With tombstones littered dull and grey
And wilted flowers lay beside
Sorrows that they could not hide.

Where eerie winds had filled us each
With cold despair and aching chill
As silence echoed from do’med halls
And crumbling splendor of ruined walls.

Until one dawn a drop of dew
Had hung above the huddled mass
And pulsating with a celestial light
Lifted stones against the weight of night.

And straining through the murky mist
The distant sound of drunken drums
Called out with a haunting beat
Raising us from dead defeat.

We'd staggered forth in ragged file
Still clinging to the musty soil
Of decayed dreams and tired hope
That hung on us like knotted rope.

The drums beat on their rhythm mad
Awakening us from years of sleep
And luring us to lift our gaze
Drew us deep into the haze.

We stepped into a shimmering blaze
That heaved and throbbed with cosmic life
Invading every cell and pore
That dormant lay from times of yore.

What is this place, we whispered low
Our voices hoarse with fear and awe,
Where colours melt to smell and sight
And notes erupt at the touch of light?

Where distance seems to hover close
And heavy lightness ensconces you?
Where vibrant hues stain every thing
And every sense just longs to sing?

The drumbeats sounded closer now
Devoid of earthly form or shape
Spiked our blood with spirits new
And filled our souls with drops of dew.

We surrendered to the insane tunes
Not knowing yet from where they rose
So bent our heads to listen true
And found they rose from me and you!

EMPTY

i have no words
to string in rhyme
nor thoughts profound
or songs sublime

???

is this what i was meant to be?
is this to be my destiny?
thinner than gossamer
lighter than air,
an endless cobweb across an endless sea?

YEAH!

when all possibilities have been exhausted then it's time for the impossible!

YOU ARE .......

....... a leaf being lifted
by the heaving waves of yore
as they lay you gently
upon some distant unknown shore.
you are the whispered touch
of a careless thief,
the ghost that haunts
the glistening graveyards of grief.
below the writhing living flesh
you are the symphony of pain,
the unnamed force that urges life
into the soil of hope again.
you are the firmament
that yields before my gaze,
the sentinels of stillness
that in silken shadows laze.
you are the death of a dreamless night
that wakens to the truth of light,
an unsung song that drips
from searching fingertips.
you are the silent spaces that lie
between surging sky and starlit street,
the grains of sand that shift
beneath my dancing feet.
you are the rhythm that beats
within the sepulchral hollows of my chest,
the maestro that sinks me
into deep and sinless rest.

HEALING

when i can experience a memory with neither a sense of longing nor loss, i know i have recovered.