Beyond The Brier Patch

 
razor wired ideas
cut to the heart of things
quick and deadly is the day

harbinger of nefarious deeds

done undercover of the moon
who slumbers in immortal bliss while the orb shines
lovingly, turning a blind eye while her children are at play

wicked is the night

that lit fire under the revelers
carousing, biting, devouring flesh
they race to the sun
leaving graffiti songs
for the Earth to dance to

imps and devils delight
while naked we crash into thought
waking to radio stations broadcasting truth
to those paying attention

its on the wind, the television
look in peoples faces and in what they've written
there are beings communicating with us

we scribe on the walls of the human soul
so very sacred
it may take a millennia
for that message to be processed
received and decoded

how exciting it is to know though we wander
we don't do it alone

just like that the day knew her place
the dark pulled back its shades
revealing jewels of knowledge
placing one over my heart
and one over my mind

knowing we're closely observed
as we yawn, stretch and evolve