Morning Glory
First light's crystal bright
the rooster clock strayed
sleeping through summer days
Passing slow in my old age
Jewel eyes blinking wide
blurred blind,eyes wincing hide
imaginitive high,closed eyesight
safe from morning light's
glare and artificial air
Narcotic vision offers spiritual distance from an invisable
world changing without notice , sometimes without rational motives
Heatwave summer beyond the horizon thunder
Skin burning yearning effervescient rain
cool gray days eased sunburn pain
and dire thirst
everydays the same almost rehearsed
walking dirt road paths through verdant fields
passed summer's yeild
cleared my mind bothered by old age
immersed in introspective gaze
yearning yesterdays
This existential path is dharmic bliss
stayed stoned on '60s narcotics
glimpsed the otherside...died
Copyright © Troy Tinsley | Year Posted 2005
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