Awakening

Laying on your back in bed
keeping vigil in your private cave
thoughts squeeze through rock walls
like dripping water, forming tiny rivulets
going nowhere, not to any sea, not merging
triumphantly with the great everything at last
no, just evaporating before your eyes, forming
the pleasantly moist atmospheric cave ambience
in which you hover in place like the central thought
that one thought all other thoughts revolve around

what if you just got out of bed now, you could
you know, and strap on your waiting wings,
open the bedroom window, lift up and out
into the cloudless sky, don’t look back,
don’t give it another watery thought
go ahead, don’t hesitate, just fly

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About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, and our lazy dog, Amos, in a lovely little mountain town called Paradise, situated on the ridge of the Little Grand Canyon, in the Northern California Sierra Nevadas. I have several other sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: http://www.pbase.com/1heart Essays on the Conscious Process: http://theconsciousprocess.wordpress.com/ Poetry and Prosetry: https://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/ Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: https://westernmystics.wordpress.com/ Free Transliterations of Spiritual Texts: http://freetransliterations1.blogspot.com/ Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: https://spiritguidesparrow.wordpress.com/ Thank You!
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