Mind Of The Heart

“feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~ we attained God consciousness unblinking” Mind of the heart The veins throb and pounce at every thump and beaten drum Pop-there it comes and goes, continuing down where that river flows Unladen and unkempt, the wakening of such rapids began Is it where, at the end of whirling stones, comes a figure such as God? The ending is coming, near and feared–unknown is the heart, just as mind Coils and clockworks flowing down the dripping sands of time Began as it may, sand and sea mix furiously down the plummeting waters The water carries, the sand shaves, and the rocks tumble with both their Aim Lead far and wide, tumbling down–for those outside of the rapids discover themselves For where God is, searching without anything other than might and dreams But for who is outside of those sudden rapids–not all that wander is lost But for those who are, outside of wind nor water, fire nor smoke, lead truly aimless Founded cyclic and beautiful, a path led only by water and sand Logic comes and burns, as love becomes furious and calm We are not all lost, as one may say–but a path in unclear still to this day God is near, and we are far–stray no longer but we follow our mind, as our hearts