Elation

I wrote this a few years back and it somehow feels like it has more to say to me again....it is a reminder of what we already know and seem to always forget about what it means to be spiritual beings trying to make sense of the material world in which we find ourselves living.

translucent time
waves and rhymes
thoughts get caught on webs and grime
what's the crime
you can't read my mind
bending and soaring
folding and roaring
singing and beating
a drum, a door
what is it all for?
to move your mind
through space and time
to calm your thoughts
and find your soul
to lose yourself
and find your space
a space of peace
a case of dis-ease
a hunger so deep
no food could ever reach
walking in wind
speaking in tongues
we can't comprehend
give me your hand
hold on to your hat
where we are going you
can never come back
past the heart
and into the part
that has no name
to somehow reclaim
proclamation emancipation
devastation and utilization

Use the breathe
to find the beat
use the beat
to find the heat
the hot
the not
that is
that was
that self
less than before
you never knew
never you
but just a body
carrying you through
thoughts like long lost reports
an opera in the mind
singing to be embraced
stop the voices
make no choices
just stop and listen
static and we automatically
change the station
when this broadcast has the greatest
elation
concentration - lotus and notice
focus and fire
kundalini crying out with desire
satisfy the serpent with a pose
of tranquility
living out your life of humility
simple gestures
reveal long lost treasures
a breath, a beat
calm the mind and settle the spirit
sing with silence
and walk in retreat
you have lost and the song has begun
let it sing while you listen and watch the sun
feel the heat, see the flame
but always remain without a name
for you and it are one in the same.