For rested air
Libatious watering drunk in the nowness
Sentient timpani’s tickling Her leaves
Musical prowess set reed-sways to breathe-time
Key-swings of bees-wing shock bass-lines conceived.
Symphonies of Beauty skien richly dense air
Mesmeric chip-chip-chaff, thwip-thwip-swift their peers
Searching for feathering and perch-deep soft armouries
As Love performs harmonies in sweet Mystical spheres.
After hearing the beautiful album Elements of Nature (Song of the forest) by Matthew Heyse-Moore
Drinking in the lite life
Checking out for a life time
Holding on for the right vibe
Searching happiness and peace on-line
Mesmerising myself again
Within a moments consolation
Building longer loss upon an instant gain
Drowning with anticipation
And we say:
Please hold on within your strife
But dont let yourself be held by it
Walk bold and free within your life
But don’t stamp your foolish pride on it
Don’t grasp the wrong away from right
Judge and jury of folks behaviour
Be guided by His strong tower light
As you wade in these seas with your saviour
Wading in the watering
Surfing waves that surely quenches
Satisfying thirstfulness again
Immersing well beyond our senses.
After reading pages 206-208 in Volume 1 of The Sufi Message by Hazarat Inayat Khan
Reading Shuntaro and Dickinson
says to me its time to go
put down the scrawling pen
and see the sun and daisies breathe
in Freedom’s oxygen.
Brimful water steams
my lowering smiling self
displacing bodies to my breath
in throat and heart and warming chest
to rest such mistiness
in rhythms from above.
city slowness 