Monday, March 12, 2012

Eyes of God

I went a walking and suddenly you were talking to me beneath the umbrella of my mind
Reminding me to unwind

Stop motion pictures that hold the elixir to all things in glory seen by these eyes of god
Wonders of what might become of us

Oh Holy Night, every day I'm by your side

Oh Holy Day, every night the stars shine so brightly-

In your eyes, close to me, I shed tears of joyous pain in Harmony

For that time I would trade, to be in the arms of a resting sage.

I went driving through the countryside, climbing, when I passed a happy Buddha with his hands above head
Stretched up high, open to the sun like a bed.

I turned around, pulled into the drive, witnessed my eyes upon his happy face. Relaxed in his sturdy stance, the weight of the world, so small it could dance in the light. I mirrored his gesture until I realized the beauty in aligning my eyes towards the light. I stood next to my brother, the lover of nature, naturally harmonized with time- to shine.

We danced in the shadows, made puppets of the stretch. Then, behind me cast a breath of the only companion fit to run with the Tiger. The horse caught a glimpse of mine, ran away in a path of eight. His figure, respectfully thankful of my practice. Just to observe, he sat underneath the tree. I returned, caught in my motions until he nodded over the fence, yearning for my connection again. Relieved, finally to touch his face, he nuzzled the glow of my hand, my third eye atop his. We blessed our light to dark shades of love like the willow draped over our hearts and said we'd meet again to run free in the fluid reflections of our sea.