Ever Before

and

Always Again

Staring into the night with eyes heavily lidded,
I un-discover my body.
My soul, My spirit, My essence, My me,
Colorless and Skinless and Boundless I come.

All trappings and mappings, irrelevant to my search,
I leave them behind, not recognizing their absence.
Drawn from within and moved to without,
A door before me arrives, open and warm.

The house or castle or barn or shed,
Ripples before my never present eyes.
Shape changing to my slightest though,
Will I find it, there, below the glowing malleable projection?

Or is this projected from me through thoughts innumerable,
The path of origin overlooked by direct confrontation?
Have I come to the place where all is clear,
To none but the faithful and the innocently dumb?

Where do I buy the lip-lock key,
Or do I need a locksmith to put his foot in my mouth?
Will I open the path to my future,
Perhaps I'll remain here to count the stars.

I gather myself close,
And abandon the stars,
My soul floating free is nowhere to me.
My heart breaking down is naught but wind on your lips.

A memory from a dream I never had,
Leads me to you, broken and afraid.
Will I hold you together, only to let you apart?
Or will my strength flow to you through thought and image.

I awake, with perspiration and fear.
Struggling to free my mind from itself.
A mess, A mess, My Kingdom for a broom.
Oh wait, I am not a king.

I present a little poem
It speaks with small words, lacking in opulence and design,
And bespeaks a simple beauty
That is found in your name.