Distraction; rise early in the morning
Without outward conversation
Conversing in silence, in prayer
Minds in a meditative clean slate state
Washed by our own meandering
Centred, entering nothingness, not loss
Making space for some other, another’s message
Making space for some other, another’s invitation
Making space and ambiance to surround you
Clear mind for to think, think clear thoughts through
Think without sinking down to the inner depths
Or climbing false escalations, or wieldy expectations
Setting simple preparations
To raise a tide on an even keel
Not stealing another’s visualisations
Except for some that share the cross
But it does’t need to be religions
And it does not necessarily mean faith
What it is that I am after
Is not to be led, not led nor fed, by distraction
To derive salvation, discovering inner satisfaction
From doubt without to an inner clarity of vision
A lucidity returning, thoughts thought that I’d lost
Brooding for another’s group I’m now removing
Wood shedding this blessing I’m smoothly grooving
How, you know, watch me let my best friend grow
How, let my friend remember, let go, for to grow
