The Lost Mission - Mark Manning

Oh Shamen....Shame On You :)))

The Lost Mission  

I walked away from a firing squad ,you can’t argue with a smile,

Idled up the walkway to country lanes found a tribe who took me in absolved me from my sin and  taught me vibration of all things great and small is the natural way as night merged into day we were hunting the desert whale ,the Indians stood me by a rock and laughed as cool clear water cascaded over my bronzed shoulders they took me as their own as within that waterfall I saw visions visions visions of multicoloured hue seeing at dawn the Lost Mission of San Jose del Cabo north to Santa Maria hearing it’s bell toll and peal as the Jesuits read from bibles sand dusting their  yellowed pages they spoke of redemption and heaven ....and in this waterfall I did see me in ‘68 in Vietnam the soldiers roped my ankles and dragged me behind their jeeps my hands trailed in the mud as did hands of concentration camp victims trailed in the dirt as they were dragged by their grey slugged SS tormentors to mass graves of the unknown....waterfall visions visions visions of evil that men do before it became worse though it got oh so much more enlightened a beauty was unleashed on my person a blinding all encompassing brilliance Nostradamus became Nostra save-us and we fucked and frolicked with flowers in our hair being of one with vibration of  all knowing we cherished our children and they bloomed in our likeness only better..  potential limitless they flew through time righting  wrongs drying the tears rescued the wretched instilling  respect and self worth ....... and what about Love? .....  when I glistened from the waterfall and all was crystallized she stood before me with a smile that renewed taking my hand while the Indians whooped and cheered she let me to glade birdsong surround overlooking paradise beyond description motioned for me to take it all in ...as I stood she pushed me and I fell and with each rock I smashed into, a piece of regret,misery,hatred,anger,sorrow,sheared offa my soul ....I hit the ground standing and ecstatic ready for Joy...... as if by miracle Love appeared before me ,her tear stained face was smiling taking my face in her slender fingers we kissed and blisscollisioned on a Mission ...Found . 

 

Mark Manning

2010