I fell away down to the top of the stairs
to a world with no worries, a world with no cares.
So I dusted myself off as I stood at the top
and realised this wasn’t where I wanted to stop,
so I looked to my guide and asked her to show
me the door to a new place where I could go.
I flew then away to a place both near and far;
I stood firm on the earth with my mind in a star.
She smiled at me then, that wise teacher of mine
and told me the Universe was feeling quite fine.
Then upward we dove to a place down so low
that no one who’s sane would ever want to go.
‘Twas there that I saw it, the simplest tree
with its leaves in the sky, its roots around me.
It caressed me so gently in that firm embrace
I knew I was feeling the One Tree’s embrace.
My guide disappeared with a casual wave
“Enjoy your new life up here in your grave.
I floated in silence, a world of all and nought;
within this great void was the life that I sought.
While drifting in oblivion I ventured into sleep;
my Journey was now over – a memory to keep.
I woke fresh in the morn to a beautiful day
walking out the open door and into life’s fray.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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