To a Jester

The jester cries his tears in vain
the joy lies with the mad man
eternal bliss from darkness blame
the  moment finite endless same

Impermanent like summer tan
as ancient San in Bushveld’s plane
a lapse of time in patient gust
with choice of haste or depth or must
surrender freedom kindness trust

And faithful love 
from inside out goodness above
accepting planet’s rhyme and reason
anything else feels higher treason

To the laughter’s seasoned scent
with roads diverging crossing bent

Forking regressions roundabouts
shine simple wisdom strong and stout

As blackened tunnel’s epitaph
do jester madman share the laugh

The wise men women circle squaring
out of their boxes brave and daring
sparkling life flaming fan-faring

The rhapsody of conscious mind
in-sanity tears kindling kind

15th July 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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