The Changing Lotus

In light and shadow wherever I walk Dismembered dialogues always stalk Splattered life on leaves and flowers Broken are our crystal hours We are at a loss in this age of cheap blood Where we will save our moon and bud No point in looking to the church We ourselves our ground besmirch In light and dark we walk in fear None to help the old King Lear Everywhere an ice cold fear Pest in all that we hold dear But we are born not to sigh and die Not to shudder frown and withdraw We have kissed the orange of our sky We have tasted your honey raw Can we afford to get into the black hole No, never, go to the music chorus Says the bird from your rose bowl Listen to the call of the changing lotus Let’s try to discover fresh doors Towards a sustained music of life That may lead to another sunny shore To squarely face our modern strife Look there in the rise of ocean Yours and mine joint religion Let me feel your pulsating release From the anxiety in my sky blue ease ______________________________________ July 19, 2016