Beautiful Things

My pain is bright 

like a knife

like a flame

It burns and it cuts

Slices from my 

Three second life of now

And now and now

I know I will create and carve 

with  it 

beautiful things

My love is an ocean 

It is pure and deep

Even for my enemies 

And rejectors 

 and retractors

I expect nothing

To love is enough

And I do love and

I am set free by love and it is me

I m stunned by my own stupidities. 

The sheer dumbness

Of us all. 

The cruelty and carelessness

of our short shot time

Humanity alone naked  in the stars

Driving around in cars 

to shop

at Tesco. 

Among the shelves

In the grey day rain

One person loving another

It’s enough, it’s enough

Its more than enough 

It is everything

Ask me why

Dreamscapes 

And you asked me what it is I seek up in these mountains

I said I am become the landscape 

and in some pathetic fallacy,

the scent of midnight sun

The song of stars

The far flung of sky

Llys Don..

the endless soft falling

Of the leaves 

These things I am  and inner see and am no longer me

But a dream in

Frozen midnight time where

Moon in silent light shines 

Aghast into the high night.

Riding her white mare

Sliding down to kiss the cheek 

of rolling fhorizons

while far below in their homes soft snore people roll and doze and sink among puffed  cloud pillows blissfully unconscious 

I tip toe awake on the high bluff

hear the owls hunting,

her haunting night flower orange gaze.

 Far off

the orange town lights

Wink back

Flickering  neckless of 

the mountains Dreamscapes 

And you asked me what it is I seek up in these mountains

I said I am become the landscape and in some pathetic fallacy,

the scent of midnight sun

The song of stars

The far flung of sky

the endless soft falling

Of the leaves 

These things I am  and inner see and am no longer me

But a dream in

Frozen midnight time where

Moon in silent light shines 

Aghast into the high night.

Sliding down to kiss the cheek of rolling flesh horizons

while far below in their homes soft snore people roll and doze and sink among puffed  cloud pillows blissfully unconscious 

A distant dog barks

And I m aware

Tense

Sudden

In flight over the edge.

Climbing fast 

Into the night 

Before the dawn mist glides

And the slow bleaching watery light

Illumes the world and I awake again, facing it. bulk

And trace out dreaming houses and winding streets.

A distant dog barks

And I m aware

Tense

Sudden

In flight over the edge.

Climbing fast 

Into the night 

Before the dawn mist glides

And the slow bleaching watery light

Illumes the world and I search for the

Oak flower girl.

Daze

There are days

When the floor gives way 

powerful flash backs overwhelmed

Days when all senses are heightened 

Colours become sensation 

Days when sadness drowns

Days feeling newborn 

No more fear

 only

Moving forward

Days like a thousand years ago

Alone on the road

Spring in my winter step

Cosmic love

We all shine

 in  the azure bright

on this ocean

 earth pearl 

 Tumbling infinity  

reflected light  

Out and beyond 

The endless fall of

Stars

So as not to look down

not to look back But Go well forward Keeping well on.

Stay  with in

to look  without  purity of the pearl 

in the grain of sand 

the deepest silence of the  grain of mind 

In all the many layers of   

the luminant Consciousness 

Which illuminates 

Phenomenal phenomena

When  invisible

We see the un-visible In  its true visibility.

When we cannot see

We have no faith 

 without faith  

We cannot see  

Yet faith is a raft  to cross the wild wild sea 

And leave it all behind

11(I will not look out at the distractions

12Down at the corrupting)

Throwing light to Truth and Truth to love

in Eros,  phraternia  and in agape 

All of it a smiling dream

ever seeking  soul

Can you know the silence ? 

Know silent light The stillness of it all 

The micro vastness  of God moving 

In every atom 

All things dancing  in the radiating vibration

  of the singularity of being

But none of the above

And none of it with out  the light of love

Driven

The life you make

Is driven by your inner state 

The driving of your pain

The falling rain

The Desert sun

All you are is  will

Your will be done

On earth

Because you’re not in heaven

I raged at at this state and

took the harder way

I took resistance against myself

But these my paths I dug

were mostly wrong 

Some gave me no choice but to move on

With Some I simply had to bite the bullet and run 

Some made me weak 

others made me strong 

Some opened locked doors

All these

my egregious flaws

I saw behind the doors.

those that I cannot redress and those that leave  me floored

all those doors I feared to open, 

And all the open gates i shut 

 I self sabotaged my success 

Raged against my inner fate.

But in the end, 

as time slips fingers

and  I sit here mellowed

and alone 

Waiting by the phone

I see in these my many roads

I roamed 

That I was only ever really 

Looking for my way back home 

And home

Is always love.

Finding me

2013

One day you finally knew

what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you

kept shouting

their bad advice--

though the whole house

began to tremble

and you felt the old tug

at your ankles.

"Mend my life!"

each voice cried.

But you didn't stop.

You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers

at the very foundations,

though their melancholy

was terrible.

It was already late

enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen

branches and stones.

But little by little,

as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn

through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly

recognized as your own,

that kept you company

as you strode deeper and deeper

into the world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do--

determined to save

the only life you could save.

The Azure

I can never be sure of God,

but I am sure there is love, 

healing.

if Love is God 

then I can be sure, 

if not secure, 

Of a higher being

I can see and feel the sun,

and am sure of its brightness 

If I can be sure of its light

and that God is light 

Then there is an end to my endless night.

I cannot be sure of me

the fleeting 'he', 

a once given adverb. 

As I swim in the saline sea 

and see this me 

I know what is dark and cold, 

wrong from right. 

sure  on the shore of mortal solitude 

That I am bright 

in this ocean of azure light

Meeting sacred

I said to you when first we met

that when the swallow skims 

The liminal evening

I am awe struck by its simplicity

I am in Meeting with its flight

And When the sun infuses

Photosynthesis in 

The alchemy that the leaf brings 

we are in Meeting

With hidden things

When the breath breathes me

And I hear my blood pulse  

far away someone is speaking  

Some one exhaling God  

We are in light’s communion   

We in Meeting Merged.

But at my lowest ebb

Or high tide-gathered   

focused in on visceral   

Darkling things

You will find me un met

Without and within   

on my own  

Singular still.

  Sitting in the deep  settled,  

gathered in  

Softly Weighty.

But abstract 

Down the barrel of a camera

I am Zoomed, 

digitally distressed, 

plagued and far from home. 

In the un holy virtual real  

The concrete unforgivable steel.

Of theory religion 

Then

Only the mountains 

hold their secret sacraments still

Still sacred silent wooded hills

 here I am again meeting you 

In Meeting.  

And in meeting you I’m met.