I
tied myself in knots
Caught
in a maelstrom of clumsy thoughts
The
headlines of other people’s ideas
merging
with the unwieldy grammar of my oscillating beliefs
As sleep comes may I be gentle in my dreams
Let
the lucid self surge in an up swell of consciousness
step
towards gentleness
Take
me on a tour of the milk beech wood
Swimming in deep caverns of compassion
Swimming in deep caverns of compassion
until
the tranquil dawn
In
dream land the unknown shadow will reign
Bubbling
out of the cauldron of a boiling brain
Run
riot, play and explore
Unbridled
energy
Urgently
you call from the loosened bonds of sleep
May this body decipher a lurid pattern of forgiveness