A mirror of reflection hosts a pond of lilies.
Jagged rock eroded by time becomes smooth.
The great philosophers stone.
Currents of energy focus the meditation.
The almighty “Om”
Medium of the spirit.
As the Earth rotates,
an endless vibration occurs,
at the rate of constant.
Where are we going?
Someone is showing me the way but I’m not walking.
I have questions that need answers.
I hear voices no one’s talking.
Ticktock clock stops flowing.
Karma lines been broken down.
Kneel before him.
The shaman with no name.
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Questions asked by the fool.
- Are the dead grateful now that they have Mr. Garcia?
- Should you be Leary of men named Tim offering sugar cubes?
- Is it wrong to say “Betelgeuse” three times to gain entrance into the Netherworld?
- How about Candyman? (Not a chance…Dude was Scary as #@%$)
- If a poet streams his consciousness on a blog and no one reads it does it really exist?
These conundrums were philosophized Thoreaughly by a poet traversing the wilderness.