Starting Anew

Shapeless rumbling low and keen,

A hum of white noise

Against the blue background

Of a careless enlightenment.

Staring round at daisies,

Dandelions.

Budding awareness on the brink of new beginnings,

A lasting light that breaks the

Barriers,

Of mind,

Body

Nature.

Old as time, routine

as the lights that stop and start the flow,

Unseen programming that belies...

What?

Faith?

Truth?

Perhaps the knowledge of a better way,

Unfelt

By crooning songbird's wing?

Midst which the bumbling, Featherless,

Fearless,

Flight of fancy carried off

beneath gentle breezes.

There is no silence.

Darkness barely brushes

The Surface

of teeming enternal spinning,

Forraging,

Living.

What of the bigger best laid schemes?

They bite at words and numbers,

Meaningless.

When before and after,

One way or another, anyway,

It turns around again.

Nothing.

A November kiss

On barren lips

That fades and shifts beneath.

Ephemeral tales told of yore

And yet...

Forgotten.

Under lock and key.

Buried long ago,

Beneath the trees.