THE OTHER SIDE

The life that lives outside the mind
Is ever smarter, unconfined
By what the mind's eye thinks to see
Within its daft perception proud,
Amidst imagination's cloud
Of grey and lonely truths,
Feeble hopes, and shallow proofs.

The realm of Spirit waits across
The bridge built solid from belief,
And as we choose to walk in faith,
To seek the beauty of that place,
Our reason's fare grows small and dim
Compared with glory found therein
Beyond all logic to explain away.

 So now that we are of the heart,

Surrounded by all wonders known,
The gulf between who we once were
And where we came from to get home
Grows wider every God-filled day
That we remain not of the world
We lost behind with no intent to find.

THE ART OF BEING

The art of being
Is drawn outside

The lines of contour and form
And into the moment
Captured in time,
Rendered the instant it's born.

The ever-engaging
Portrait of life
Beckons us - come, feel and see,
The manifest energy
You are a part of
Joins you in yearning to BE.

The air is a canvas
Painted by sun
Sustaining existence as breath
Beginning with One
True infinite presence
Whose creative hands never rest.

IMAGERY

It’s like a thousand rainbows
Swirling ‘round in vapor form
‘Til the sharp array of colors
Melts together to become
A central shape of mixed emotion -
Stormy, coffee-colored clouds
Within an aching wall of sound
That screams apart its dissolution,
Scatters shards of broken past
Upon the softened, molten ground
Afire with hunger, hot and proud,
Transforming them to crystal mass
Reflecting forth an imaged sky -
Sifted memories flying by
Their fullness looming large as life
That, heavy with the passing night,
Now gives way to endless day…
Upon the still, blue sea of freedom’s light.