stone Pan

Like a Pan of stone,

ensorcelled, cast in pain

from home in mystic plains.

Immortal held below 

mundane sky.

 

Mercurial phase.

Experience teaches as ratiocination

never will.

Solitary sojourn.

Search cascading stills,

divine signs.

 

I fish for gutter snipes,

smoke to assuage hunger.

Haven't you?

Silly me, to contradict

your view.

When we met, I was still

so new.

 

Practice willful skills to habit.

Mindfully design impeccable spells.

Immerse in scintillating tidbits,

encrypted tones of Temple bells.

Silly Buddha tricks

are for kids, who sell

services for circuses.

This phase relaxes -- sings out for fun

Enjoy!  The next track looms ahead.

Stone bases crack, licked by the Sun,

Spirit dishonoured as dead

reanimates.

 

Glorious battles can start

in an era of heart.

Glorious peace can be found

in an era of mind.

Stories absorbed in the womb of man

live

in the day to day,

cast an unconscious play.

Until the Covenant is broken.

Astronished, stone breathes, alive.

Mature, Pan, self-freed, grieves 

lost time. 

 

June 2010