THIS SAD ILLUSIONS STEADY FALL     (2:00 p.m., 8-14-14; Palm Springs, California)

                
      
as past      
       sloughs off      
to dust      
       and ash      
both more      
       and less      
than all      
       it was  
before    
       and aft      
tomorrows dawn      
       is but      
a gasp      
       as yet     
unborn  upon      
       the silent      
dreaming wake      
       of this      
days night      
       still yet      
to come      
       tho held      
at bay      
       here presently      
by platinum     
       suns      
bone deep      
       embrace      
within each         
       light filled      
soul paths  
       grasp      
of ever     
       flowing      
evolving being      
       transcendently      
suffused here    
       masked obliquely    
innate within     
       each timeless      
passing     
       moments call    
wherein some    
       clearer sense    
of source    
       lights inner    
radiance
       a higher  
insight comes  
       subtly sensed
sooner
       or later     
beckoning all    
       both conscious    
and unknown      
       within this      
constant      
       sacred now     
where i    
       have long    
listened  heard      
       felt  seen    
and known      
       a deeper     
truth  beyond      
       this sad      
illusions      
       steady fall      
inevitably      
       away from      
its old
       fear based
exploitative
       self destructive
disconnected
       un awakened
rapidly dying
       paradigm     
until alas      
       it too      
itself and    
       all its    
made of    
       all it    
is  at    
       long last    
will be    
       gone