why wait
western man
you can grok it now
the cheese and the ants
and the love
awaken from the spirit sleep
be wide awake for violence
for the crashing on rocks
be good enough and strong enough
to die with the open eye
it came dancing out of the darkness
a sound so terrifyingly familiar
not from the night
but from the darkness of my soul
an old dire straits tune, 1979
walkin’ on the wild west end
like a ping pong ball
in an isolation tank
Om
why can the newborn accept death
in the flicker of a candle
while we spend a lifetime grooming
our fear?
i wanna swim in your aura
and sink in your smile
as deep as the mysteries
beside the nile
we met for an instant
and then you were gone
but as short as the moment
the memories were long
romping through the countryside
youth wears a coat and hides inside
forgetting to see its glory
the coat gets old and through the tatters
long-gone youth can see what matters
the end of an unread story
we played vinyl in springtime
and raged until dawn
sisters and brothers
& friends and lovers
what did it mean
such a joyous scene
now the dawn
has turned to night?
we had so much
but didn’t know it
the whole of the world
was our philosopher’s stone
we painted great murals
on wide walls
and shrunk the worlds
to little balls
with the alchemy of poetry
and the serendipity of song
we were forever
young and strong
we walked on ceilings
climbed through floors
before we knew
it couldn’t be done
we had landed on
the other side of a dream
now we walk the long road back
some bedraggled
and left on the shoulder
the rest trudge on
getting older
still searching for the crack
in the cosmic egg