The Long Dream Of Mine

Made the effort, the pleasure, the glory

Of something simple I felt complex

The right way across 

The depths over the air blue and true so formless

Keeps me flying long on

Keeps me trying to do on

Now, perhaps, something beautiful will happen again

Like it or not it' all I got 

While free from time

This long dream of mine is now ending, transcending

With anew beginning to imagine all

Within the energy of poetry

The heart beats contents me when I am unwell 

And wants to live to progress with 

To pass from level one, guess, I must increase

on my path, a stranded bird

Somehow to be good

Somehow to be happy

Somehow to not grieve departure

As if ever forever never was 

As if all this was my little space 

Meant to be a blade of grass

The last breath in, the last breath out I know about 

If, likely I did, I say, I saw it  

If ever I do this I do this ever by chance

I maybe..  it's just puzzling me

Will the feeling change 

I'm feeling so estranged

Is there other things that lay way across before me

Is there other things to set about

Kept onward searching 

The far out distant gaze going  

Into the day the descent into the night I let it out

That I can create I am

Over and over again mending this long dream of mine 

Is it really ending, transcending

On a long and winding path

Paved or not and I walk it

And let it out as I threw a rock

I watched it soar as it went

Flying over the extent of a very high tree top

If I could break or pick this iron lock

Outside my tool chest i drop struggling

OH, my head, OH, my body

Spinning round and round remembering

Like a bull in a pen that's always open

Without horns in action

Suffering gently the fury

Smelling something flowery

That grew out of the mud on my butt

Through long rain dripping dropping in 

Made the effort, the pleasure, the glory 

Of something simple I felt complex

The right way across

The depths over the air blue and true so formless