If
Charles Fields II 1955 (Fort Bragg, NC)
If
We are to believe
somehow in destiny
As our existence
comes someday
to be remembered
For some word,
some deed
or vanish
into obscurity
In our transcendental
meditations.
Drumbeats
of our minds
Carried through mists
of time.
Where, now…
A tidal wave has struck
Changed the mood.
To discover in our visions,
what truth or luck
We might find
as the full moon rises.
A lone wolf's howl
breaking the wall of silence
and the aura
which surrounds us
Begins again
with an awakening in our will.
Sounds of worlds far
between dimensions
of
Even what we know
as consciousness
Recollections of dreams
in motion
Connecting
our awareness of the universe
Currents deep
where our emotions freely flow.
No, this is not to be
our day in Hell
Do not worry
about what others may say
They do not understand,
never will...
A prayer for fusion
of supernatural abilities
You will perceive,
right on time
Don't worry
just relax,
expand your mind
Let your spirits sail
catch the wind just right
As its naturally unwinding,
feel the space
Between you and i
vanish as we climb
further on
Hovering in space above
our sleeping bodies
In ways
almost magical,
sublime.
Outside of
the usual slow-motion dance
Of grains of sand
on the beach
Tossed back and forth.
Between water, and shore
propelled by the winds and time
aligned
with the rise and ebb
of waves.
Impelled
inclined
To radiant pulses
from the Sun’s kisses.
Of energy mass in motion
with particles streaming,
caught
in the current,
carried
with the tide,
Transposed
in ever-changing dimensions.
Lost in the flow
between
what
We believe of
as Heaven
And
what we know
Of life …
Below
C2
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Submitted by Charles2 on September 15, 2023
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