Tingling reminders grip lovingly the way things are. Creeping cartwheels in the mind slip menacingly into view. Trying so hard to slow it all down all the time, the ape paused on the plains with his knuckles in the grass. Gasping for breath he knows how the real freedom feels now. All this time drinking tea insisting consistently, when the struck-down tree's roots still had shoots for a new spring.
Flopping features of failure belong in every unwanted corner of the mind. Redesign the way thoughts work. Structure's perfect spinning still can't get the heart right. Without feeling the design is a shell. The body holds the soul, the heart holds the universe. The heart is in the minds of all the dreaming ones in all worlds believing in love. Holding on to redemption.
Gargling gorillas gorged on the rivers flow. Mountain top snow knows the pulse of the rain dancers. Sinking releases the predetermined nightmare. Dive in not pulled through. Head first hallelujah not a frantic terror. Won't let go the transformable me. Won't relinquish the collapsable renewable way of being now Honesty feels crushing in it's way.
-Ed Tajchman
Flopping features of failure belong in every unwanted corner of the mind. Redesign the way thoughts work. Structure's perfect spinning still can't get the heart right. Without feeling the design is a shell. The body holds the soul, the heart holds the universe. The heart is in the minds of all the dreaming ones in all worlds believing in love. Holding on to redemption.
Gargling gorillas gorged on the rivers flow. Mountain top snow knows the pulse of the rain dancers. Sinking releases the predetermined nightmare. Dive in not pulled through. Head first hallelujah not a frantic terror. Won't let go the transformable me. Won't relinquish the collapsable renewable way of being now Honesty feels crushing in it's way.
-Ed Tajchman
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment