Birdseye

Birdseye                                                                        10/30/2015

Fill the ditch

And light it up

Without care or regret

Fearless and free.

Spinning our wheels

For no reason at all

A time and times again

Before we see

Or know.

I can’t see the waves

But yet, they are everywhere

Collapsed like information

On the head of a pin.

Zero is the distance

Between them and me

And zero is the hour

Ahead, and behind. 

Prisoners of our own bodies

Our hands are made of clay

Grasping, but never catching

Lightning in a bottle. 

Water runs deep

And falls gently on my head

Cooling my fevered thoughts

Of anguish and loss.

Somewhere out there

Is everything, we were

Still innocent, perfect, 

jubilant, and kind. 

All of this is nothing

But all we had

Was everything

Captured forever

Changeless and gold.

Smaller than we can detect

Yet larger than our dreams

The limitless possibilities

Of the human spirit

Awakened at last.

Flying free, above our heads

Blazing through the sky

At one single instant

Everything

And everywhere.

Nothing will be beyond our grasp

Unbound and unchained

No longer in fear  

Or want. 

Loved and beloved

Giving and sharing

Burning in the heart of God

Brilliant, Beautiful, and free.