Tree of Life: I Gather My Thoughts

MY RAFT

You do not know me my dear old friend,
Those tired loving eyes,
Do not realise the many paths I have already tried.

I live my life with an open mind,
I continuously cultivate my strength of mind,
For survival is measured in kind.

I have had many dark nights,
Stained by heart felt pain,
Where my soul has opened up,
Under many a strain,
I have called out, beseached and cried with despair,
I didn’t know at the time that my framework was under repair.

The deep search for truth is cast before the lantern of sadness,
It rewards your moments in times of gladness,
I have rocked around in a sea of humanity,
My inner navigation has told me this is insanity.

In the fresh air of the natural world,
I can gather my thoughts under the tree of life,
As the feeling of harmony sweeps me up into its arms,
My comfort comes to caress me and remind me I am free,
I breathe deeply the magnificence that honors me with its joy,
My soul bubbles like effervescence,
From an unlimited well,
My heart does swell.

Have you ever wondered about the magnificence of a butterfly?
Have you ever closely watched the dew drop crystallize?
Have you looked closely at the veins of a leaf?
Have you dived in amongst the reef?
Have you fallen through the air?
Have you flown through the sky without a care?
Can you understand how love leaves a tear in your eye?
The proof of creation abounds,
The cleverness of evolution adapts without a sound,
A genetic history on a trillion pages of code,
A spiritual energy manifests it into form,
From the unmanifest our mother, we are all born.

Have you not wondered of the miracle of life?
Who creates the DNA a helix intertwined at conception?
Have you never wondered why you know the answer in a realisation?
That you preconceive an event catalysed by a moment of perception,
Have you ever felt you have been somewhere before,
Or thought about someone, the phone rings,
a feeling in the core,
There are many keys my friend and many doors,
For there is much that is unexplainable,
Any scientist will admit,
We are governed by physical limitations,
Which we refuse to submit,
Our thinking is the conductor,
Our attention simply obeys,
Our beliefs dig trenches refusing to go to softer ground,
Digging up the dirt our soul is forever bound.

To break out of the harness,
One has to turn the light within,
Not blame others and accuse them of sin,
But know who you are,
And look for the light of love,
Which reaches out and grows,
The flowers in the garden above.

Did you know a positive thought can create what you see?
For at the molecular level the form becomes formless,
Under an electron microscope the energy it swirls,
Looking at a tree have you seen the branches curl?
How can the hard seem so flexible?
How can the hard be molecules spinning around,
Like a miniature universe,
Within you it can be found.

The worlds we see are different,
But it is perception which makes the change,
When one opens to new ideas,
Watch the deck chairs rearrange,
My world becomes one of learning love,
Of conscious living in the now,
It is to natural forces to which I bow,
It may seem ungrounded to those who value security,
But it is the shifting sands of a place called eternity,
I will go alone if that is my path,
I am prepared to be wrong,
And I will have the last laugh,
But it won’t stop my seeking,
Or my falling in love,
With the magical creation,
That has become my rescuer
My raft.