Friday, April 10, 2009

Mindless

How does it happen? How do we mute the song sung into our hearts from eternity and plug into a mindless drone? How do we give up the dance to fall into line with shadows in a lifeless trudge?

But some would turn back...
perhaps it's a fresh breeze...
...the call of a bird...
...the laughter of a child...
....the song of iridescent wildflowers
alone in a barren expanse
............or the stillness of silence...
Mindlessness morphs into presence...
that compels us to step out of line...
... and return to the song...
...............to the dance.