Take your time
Follow
The mindful way of life
Take your time
Glide through the hollow
Covered by the trees of life
Stand in line
Borrow
From the mindful way of life
Stand in line
Free from sorrow
Gifted by the stillness of life
Find the sign
Climb
Into the mindful way of life
Find the sign
Peaceful for the mind
Beauty in the love of life
Turn to kind
Learn to unwind
With the mindful way of life
Turn to kind
Seek to find
Care in a carefree kind of life
Monday, 29 April 2019
Sunday, 28 April 2019
Seventy Nine
Who was there
Who wasn’t there
Was everybody there
Was I the only one absent
The window was open
Throughout the night
I needed fresh air
I wanted fresh air
No matter
That your shoulder
Might have caught the draught
Causing you a relapse
The autumn colours
Already beautiful
Yet, so we are told
Better still in two weeks time
Then to walk
On the decking
Over the bog, over the marsh
To see the magnificent grasses
Who wasn’t there
Was everybody there
Was I the only one absent
The window was open
Throughout the night
I needed fresh air
I wanted fresh air
No matter
That your shoulder
Might have caught the draught
Causing you a relapse
The autumn colours
Already beautiful
Yet, so we are told
Better still in two weeks time
Then to walk
On the decking
Over the bog, over the marsh
To see the magnificent grasses
Saturday, 27 April 2019
Seventy Eight
One word a page
One word a day
Beginning with love
Going who knows which way
Silent meditation
In a silent hall
Silent meditation
Going wherever to call
Climbing hills
With morning footsteps
Climbing hills
Going to whatever’s next
A wandering person
Who wished me joy
A wandering person
Going on to become the boy
In mind, in body
Here on retreat
In mind, in body
Going on to the steadier seat
One word a day
Beginning with love
Going who knows which way
Silent meditation
In a silent hall
Silent meditation
Going wherever to call
Climbing hills
With morning footsteps
Climbing hills
Going to whatever’s next
A wandering person
Who wished me joy
A wandering person
Going on to become the boy
In mind, in body
Here on retreat
In mind, in body
Going on to the steadier seat
Friday, 26 April 2019
Seventy Seven
A Quaker Hotel
On radio interview day
His accent so swell
Talking of play
His girlfriend asleep
On the back of the bike
Nude swimmers in deep
With his karma to strike
Thunder, lightning
Then missing the boat
The snow was whitening
His car sliding, as if afloat
Jack Simmons bowled him out
In no time at all
So he went ride-about
From the ferry, to Donegal
I tell of that night
Midnight on the M62
What a magnificent snow sight
My story, also told for you
Wagons, then cars
Opening the blockade
Policemen under the stars
Watch the free-thinkers on parade
On radio interview day
His accent so swell
Talking of play
His girlfriend asleep
On the back of the bike
Nude swimmers in deep
With his karma to strike
Thunder, lightning
Then missing the boat
The snow was whitening
His car sliding, as if afloat
Jack Simmons bowled him out
In no time at all
So he went ride-about
From the ferry, to Donegal
I tell of that night
Midnight on the M62
What a magnificent snow sight
My story, also told for you
Wagons, then cars
Opening the blockade
Policemen under the stars
Watch the free-thinkers on parade
Thursday, 25 April 2019
Seventy Six
Some things I know
Some things I don’t
Some things I’ll do
Some things I won’t
I breathe in
Into the present moment
I breathe out
All of my distractions
Some paths I’ll walk
Straight and true
Along the ridges
Where nothing’s new
I breathe myself in
Into the present moment
I breathe myself out
Out with all my distractions
Some words I hear
Clear, thin
Spreading the message
Drawing me in
Some things I don’t
Some things I’ll do
Some things I won’t
I breathe in
Into the present moment
I breathe out
All of my distractions
Some paths I’ll walk
Straight and true
Along the ridges
Where nothing’s new
I breathe myself in
Into the present moment
I breathe myself out
Out with all my distractions
Some words I hear
Clear, thin
Spreading the message
Drawing me in
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