Poem: Beyond

POEM: Beyond

In the release what will find ME?

Will the ME return to the all?

A space where being one, could supersede my need for consolation.

Reflection or even understanding, whereas.

What has happened?

Why, looses validity.

I, looses reality.

The vehicle of my body,

Parked in the crematorium

Waits to be atomized.

This me, this freedom from constraints is new.

Uniquely my energy weaves.

Wave like, back again.

Again into the fabric of the universe, this flow.

This light, the shining.

This imminent dilution of persona to personification .

Anthropomorphism captures a last faint whisper of cognition.

A gasp, so fast living slips to past .

Gone

Gone

Gone

to GOD.

Liam October 2018

Poem: Up Octave Life

UP OCTAVE LIFE

This today is a melody,

To whistle and sing.

The music I hear like laughter it rings.

In the morning when waking,

To sparkle my eye.

Reach over and touch you,

With wonder and why.

With happy and smile

With music and song.

It’s the new days beginning

To share to belong .

To together

To this moment

To here now at one

Let’s up octave our living.

Let’s lift up our song.

Let’s fill it with sharing

Let’s do right not the wrong.

The music flows in the beat of my heart.

Melody harmony rhythm they start

Accompany song as it soars to the sky

For all to hear

For all to try

Join in this chorus

Live the life

Love the deed

Plant the seed

Share the smile

Give and help

Hold a hand

Be aware the day is here and now.

Tomorrow for some sad will be gone.

Forever.

Liam October 18