Into the now I linger,
beyond the panes I see
touches of color blending moods
like coming home.
Star filled skies soothe the spirit
as the mind meditates amongst the trees,
my sentient soldiers wait
as the rhythm slows to calm,
I am borne of dust and shining things
in the moment of knowing
all that I AM.
Tranquility serves release in dreams
through the deep of night I linger,
speaking to the specters in tongues
I remember the ancient language
and tell their story
of life’s journey through
the ether of this second passed
leaving me aware and longing.
The incense burns its sweetest scent
as I am carried through the portal,
starstruck and mystified
I hang on the cusp
and dream.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 