Monday, December 22, 2008

bend the mind to find a kind of comfort in some relationship of signals
sounds
and symbols
spinning spiral lines forward
and backward we look
to walk on and through
to new vision
and vast collision of hearts;

the truth starts at 'yes'
and I confess my love is pouring out
without
effort
or fear
to clear the here of if and when


so begin with 'yes'
and ride it through