Flying out

I know now that’s how death will come,
Suddenly flying into another orbit
when I am photographing flowers.
It’s not a gentle transition.
No-one will know where I’ve gone.
One step wrong and I’m
off the high wire
And plunging into the no safety net.
Flying for a while;
Jumping into hyperspace,spinning electrons
Startle my grey eyes.
Transiting the new black sun
I’m on a double gold helix,
Spider on your web,
Knitting furiously
Into the future heaven on gossamer wings.
Butterfly goodbye,I’m off to see the stars.
And the black holes.No one will come with me.
I’m shaking off,evaporating into mist.
I’m a flying saucer on a circus mission.
I can’t say no to a new invitation.
Make it fast and break with tradition.
Time is passing smoothly till that break
In the music,I’ve been transmuted into a different key
someone else will play me on their violin
I’m a tune,
I’m a thought,
I’m a whisper in your vision.
Goodbye,darling.I’m under orders
Ready to leave for my performance
On the electric carpet.
Death dancing to a tune on a violoncello,
Arpeggionne sonata
I’m playing your words upside down
In a new foreign translation,
Accompanied by solo artists,ice cracking
I’m going in.It’s too sudden.
I’m flying.
Spinning faster to amuse the clowns,
too many ups and no downs.
I’m going right out of orbit
I’ve broken the pull of gravity,
And fly with pure equanimity
Into my future life,
I’m off at some moment.
An instant ,a crack,a loud smack.
That was me passing.

An intersection

6396444_a6db05029f_m1 The spaces of heaven and earth
Had intersected to catch you up.
Peace and love spread from your centre
Into the air around.
My voice created a cocoon to shelter and protect
As you moved from here to there.
So quiet,so calm in the middle of A and E.
I didn’t even realise it was A and E till the end.
When you went, it was like a bird leaving.
So it seemed alright.You seemed alright.
Back on earth I miss you.
But if you had to go, that was a good way.
May you be blessed for ever.
May your friends be blessed.
May I accept and be blessed.
The current of goodness runs underneath all like a secret river.
May we find it every day.
May we be moved by it
Living out our human lives..
May we drink from it forever.

This is so good

And people looked like watercolour flies

The morning sun still low in winter sky
Made brilliant light with darker shadows thrown.
And people looked like watercolour flies
As, through the boring shopping mall they roamed.
Here we see in colours black and white.
We do not see the usual shades and hues.
And so, inside our mind, a too great light
May prejudice our judgement and our views.
We learn to understand by metaphors.
As did our unthought ancestors before.
Jesus was our Shepherd and neighbour
We were sheep not wolves with slavering jaws

What we see depends upon the light.
So we shall give less credence to our sight.

Note:I had forgotten this until I read the 20 sonnets earlier.And it made me realise that what I saw about the effect of very bright light in nature could be used as a way of describing what can happen in our minds… and to our thinking.Moderation is best

Now we know

Scarem novarem

O,pub lice tilt.
O,spit lite club!
Pets club.I toil
Il est pubis,clot.
Est tu ici, P. Boole?
Topology foils public
Le boite up tilts.
Ou es la convenience de la republique?
Je desire personelle relief
Je suis mal a la balloon
Je m’appelle la femme tranquille mais je suis tormentio pour la toilletio
Can you show me the way to the republicised comveniences?
Ma mere parle Anglaise mais ou est la pissoir?
For the love of God,go into a telephone box like everyone else.