The Lesson

I first noticed the smiling sparrows flying through my fingers Slowly strolling upon the purple jasmine jungle pathway Their laughter caused streaking fissures of yellow within my brain Following them like brown serpents beneath the blue ocean waves They lead me to a fairy circle and a naked woman Within her hands, she held a golden chalice filled with red wine I stood before her as the sparrows circled, opening my mouth She poured the ancient liquid upon my parched silver tongue Then she whispered a spell into my awaiting eager ear Upon hearing her message, I went into a crimson dream I climbed an amber leafy vine through the lofty milky sky Looked down on a confused humanity peering up at me Twas then I saw the secret through the rays of the burning sun I descended to mother earth and the bed of the Goddess I returned to my meager den and kneeled before the altar Lighting candles of white and gold and incense of dragons blood I thanked the mother for the lesson I had finally learned We are all brothers and sisters of the one radiant light © Copyrights G. Jones 2008