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Mind numbing insights
Reverberations in echoes taking flight
Never ending chains of equations not yet tamed,
Still remain, strewn along our path unbroken, holding us back
And countless promises bent by circumstance
As the enchanted wind deeply exhales
Gently sways tree branches
In ways that call
Out to me
As I
Reach within
To listen ...with my heart
As streams of unforeseen circumstance
Rising from the shadows, to overtake my path
Overwhelming memories marching like countless numbers
Mists of fog or smoke ...but leave no visual footprint to mark position
To process in attempt to comprehend the why's, as I surmise ...if and when
Life has been moving so fast in settings unfamiliar to the course of my imaginings
When making room for my mind to climb to higher grounds than i've ever been...
...while looking down over the river valley from my perch high above the clouds
Peering deeply at the intricacy of the labyrinth with continuously arriving
Freight trains of alternative views and particles of clues
To sift through the drifting details with no reminders
Spiral pathways unwinding here before us
With incense and wind chimes to mark each page in the book of life
And as each phase we transcend...we climb to a new plateau...
Inviting others to ascend to the places we have been
Gives us everyone, a friend, who comprehends where we are going
...bringing further clues to unravel, knowing when
As each new particle of evidence comes to focus
Every facet of this compound, complex mystery begins
To become aligned by spiritual cues
Admission granted if and when we choose to give respect and pay our dues
On a path, we have yet to master sitting down for the day
Before a campfire protected from the wind
A rest stop for the consciousness
Taking respite, despite the pressing needs of things begging importance
Lost in the fray of all life's everyday complications
Caught up in meaningless confrontations
Designed to take us one small step further into alignment
In moments caught up by the current in the tides at flow
Free of the flurry of necessity of organized and focused activities
Before moving on ...to the next phase of the day to bask in the receding sun
Around a campfire as if upon an island amidst the clouds
Surrounded by majestic mountains
The perfect backdrop for this introspective, reflective urge
...and so I take my tea gathering a small handful of the wilted leaves
Tossing them into my cup ...not quite steaming hot...
Closing my eyes for just a moment,
...taking long minute sips...
And ponder
Not why
...why not!
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