Let Your Mind Run Free!

If you love your mind just let it go.

If you lose your mind don’t worry

It will find you again, eventually.

Trekking across the tundra;

Scaling the icy ridges
Crossing a vale of tears.
At midnight, in the dead of the night,

Your mind will tap you on the shoulder and say
‘Here you are’!
Sitting all alone in the last place I looked.

While I am merely moonlight
Pausing to reflect upon still waters.

Make sure you leave your back gate unlocked,
The next time you let your mind run free.

Our Lady

You are our lady

of grace.

And now your dress is flames.

The beauty of your sunken dome from a drone

Is a poem in itself.

Written by us and

Destroyed by utter chaos.

This is what we do that rivals the stature of the gods:

To astound  each other and ourselves

With the pure wonder of creation.

The sacrifice we all make to our better selves,

Who gave buildings wings and

Lay the foundation stones of

Our own self-perfecting.

Epiphany is not found in the act of worship

It is found deep inside the insight gained by gratitude for the world.

Exactly the way we built it.

Exactly the way we know it to be.

Whispered prayers are but poetry

That none other than you will listen to

But it is good to talk to yourself.

To sing in harmony with all the selves who are listening,

Wearing

Not false, but true masks.

Revealing the kind of truth that can only be told with a lie.

The subtler architecture that carves the heavens from the spaces on this earth.

Reconstructing what can be seen behind your face,

Behind all the saints who guard you,

Behind the divine grace of your noblest stature.

The sensuousness of your catastrophe is breathtaking.