Atom heart connection
bouncing back in mirror neurons,
the awoken smile is dancing around
the fires of our Love,
borderless measures searching
with the greedy mouths of desire.
The castles transform slowly
into dust again,
the wheels overheated
on the highway.
A digital paradise is lost for ages,
rivers of blood and twisted flesh
in the apple machine,
in the back of your mind a lucid dream
exploding in tiny pixels.
( Peace is where the heart is.)
I plant a tree to meditate
in the world of marvelous shadows.
The caves became bright,
still wondering where the fire came from
to keep you from the cold.
Police and thieves in the streets,
the fires in the Sun,
the air is much to thick
to breathe.
Lost my meditation
in the storms of greed.
Three little birds will get me back
to the ancient woods,
an oak is growing there for shelter
things will change.
when heart is open
I will be I again.
Red dust turned green,
eternal grieve in sadness,
pyramids and stairways to the light.
The endless sky is wondering
in magic screams.
The Holy Sun is crawling
on the temple floor,
the madman laughed inside
the apocalyptic mirror,
the mind listens to the silence
of the poem.
The invisible words of Love
in digital precision.
