Of time and change
And buddhas long forgotten
I sit
Then breathe
To quiet mind
Of learnings misbegotten
This land once rose
And then it fell
By men of mind besotten
I sit
Then breathe
To quiet mind
Of learnings misbegotten
This land once rose
And then it fell
By men of mind besotten
We’ve gone as fast
As sound and cheetahs
Slowed down time
To see a bullet
Sped it up
To watch grass grow
Some see superstition
And irrationality
I see a deeper wisdom:
A belief that the world
Should be made beautiful
To honour the spirit
Of existence
When it fails to surprise
I discover, soon enough
I have not been looking
Deeply enough, long enough
Saw blades
Of rock
And ice
Lifted into sky
Landing on an Island
Is always like
The quiet moment alone
In the living room
Just as the fridge turns off
Two hundred kilometers
Away from
Anywhere
Nothing but gravel, rock
A winding strip of bitumen
And heat
Notes issue
In gentle arpeggio
Strings plucked
And strummed
Travel takes me
To places I could never imagine
Experiences I could never dream
Worlds which seem alien
So I stay
Experience all I can
Give reign to imagination
Until the alien seems mundane