Awareness

Awareness moves through the body Dreams arrive as directions Before thought before language A quiet... remembering Rhythm older than time Older than Bodeleianpages Pulse spirals through somatics Through cycles opening with age Sleeping by Thames island of Folly The river is speaking through me... Silver current of continuous awakening Carrying centuries of stories through names Holding truth I seek Geese call across water with laughter Birdsong symphony in courtyard of mythical dreams Raindrops in streetlights on Thames Everything alive ... observing my realm Savoring this moment in time Where deeper meaning finds resonance Where laughter chooses it's sound As worlds emerge in me Just beyond this window of writing... A courtyard holding blue portal gates A door with clovers and clubs Threshold between worlds I entered Stone walls whispering memories Footsteps echo through stories and dreams Where Alice followed a question... And fell into her dream logic loosens its edges time folds gently with me I give way to experience Knowing arrives without proof in hand in this field of awareness A knowing opens me wide Time is not counted in numbers and days It’s lived from inside tones Archetypes felt in the body instinct clarity Colors Bells Each day a tone of becoming Each breath a frequency I set... Serpents rising In body Spiraling higher with each breath Returning to cycles of living Refined by the way I learn... Each year a higher octave of life Each path a refinement of sight The same me, a deeper meaning same steps A higher octave of living Wonderworld forms through intention Through focused hope Through my pen Through pauses that shape my direction Through presence organizing realms Built within breathed into form Through how I meet each moment Through how I ride the superwave.... The Neverending game Aligned with Calendar's Living Tones The river continues its teaching The birds continue their song The body continues refining codes have been here all along Sitting here in this awareness and writing Watching the blue gate of clover and clubs Wonder and knowing... Meet my thoughts on the page Wonderworld Calendar becoming through mythic thought Through heartbeat, through rhythm, through notes A system already remembered Wonderworld arrives alive Patterns Spoken in Wonder language Inscribed with Font of Universal Love The serpent moves through my body body guides itself Wonderworld continues it’s timing From lived experiences... And breath Through heartbeat Through rhythm Through notes