Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Of being

Survive the seeds
of the disrupting apple
mis-information
about
the
truth

origin
legend
grandeur

that always
belonged
to you

they sprouted
grew
divided

spread their mission
covered the mind-ground
of the herds
tied by the heart beats
that were muffled
by the poison
of the rotten
fruits

fermented minds
produced
weapons
hurt
the mass
of the traveler
carrying
the whole
in her blue belly
.
enough
of the airless
bunch

take the handle
open it
go inside it

bloom the rose
blow the west

chill amongst all this love pollen raining down from the marmalade forest canopy

no umbrella
no awning
no cover

just drip
toe
to
top

look up
open your mouth
and refill your tongue
then shout

through your nose
breathe

imagine
this downpour
concealing
nothing

finding the balance point
between all the madness

it is in the hearts

of the poets
and the songs
that you'll find the taste
you've forgotten
in the interim
of being
.
of being tall
of being grand
of being creator
of being master
of being divine
of being you
of being one

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