Androgynous

There is no doubt to find

One is one is one

However you look

At the philosophy of mathematics

There is light

There is dark

One is with the sun

One is with the moon

There is no love to lose

Two is two is two

However you seek out

The poetry of the past

There is time

There is space

One is for the leaving

One is for the joining

There is no worry to worry about

You are you, you are you, you are you

However I or I or I

Appear to imagine

 

At One

At ease

With the lilac scented flowers

At ease

With Van Morrison’s Scandinavia on the stereo

Settled

After fig slice with coffee

Settled

With presents beneath the tree

Thankful

For the loving-kindness meditation

Thankful

For the family connections

Aware

Of the Christmas tree lights

Aware

That it may be cold outside

 

Still Passions

I have an ability to be lazy

No, no it’s true

My mind is happy when it’s hazy

Or when I see the sea so so blue

I have it in me to be dull

Yes, yes it’s true

My day filled by not being full

Or when I see the bills are due

I have the juices to be a lover

Believe me, the quick-release is true

My body turns on when with another

Or when the silk sheets are left askew

I have the time to bathe in solitude

Have faith, this is so so true

My footsteps slowed on the beach in Bude

Or stopped altogether, in the meditator’s hue

 

Vision

I wasn’t there

But I heard the story

Of the mountain plateau

Covered in mist

Then of the clearing

To show the valley below

Tree trunks surrounded

By ever more of the white stuff

Yet before the photograph

Could be taken

Or words placed on paper

The denser fog fell

Engulfed him; uncertain of the way

Yet with sufficient nouse

To commit the moment to memory

For reminiscing with friends over dinner

 

Returns On Investments

I don’t have time anymore

Now that I have retired

I don’t have time anymore

To write those words of hope

I should have known I suppose

After watching the monastic video

I should have known I suppose

That hope is only for those playing the long game

His smile made me smile

Singing about his pony on his boat

His smile made me smile

A realisation that I too could cope

So step inside his house girl

Listen closely to his song

So step inside his house girl

His song is only for those playing the long game