Our blood sought belonging to place,
Home, safety, secure anchorage
While we, caged from freedom of roaming
Sit wings clipped in a foreign land
A locus of discontent,
In fixed dislocation
Outsiders in our own space
Familiar foreign maps furled tight
Leaving us lost, adrift, drifting
Forgotten ways with strange neighbours.
Pause, breathe, redraw
The heart-map of hearth
A microcosm of fractal beauty
Loosed in constrained freedom
Liminal edge of day,
Where bright edges blur,
Clamorous cacophony falling
To brief cadence in time’s dance.
The still axis of clarity
As fire bleeds to velvet.
Drift into stillness
The wind on my soul
Decipher palimpsest of body and spirit
Some crisp, new, with lightly etched tales
Others deeply layered with hidden scripts,
Time encrusted and half forgotten
A dance of analysis and interpretation
Story, question, answer,
Crystallised from obscuring fears
Dissected, reparsed, made anew.
Science and art twined and translated
Twisted paths made straight, a new map
Woven with hopes of healing.
Fresh narrative writ bold.
Held in earth, green-swathed
Grounded by scent of place,
White pillared trunk, olive canopy
Boundless vault of flecked sky
Drawing me out
Stretched, infinite, formless
Tethered in roots of grass
Lured by gilded promise: connect, belong, find meaning
in clamouring artifice. Community cracked
in dissonant schism of fragmented shining screens.
Ark of the age, new covenant of humanity
Believe and follow, enrich us, entrap us
Mammon, not Elysium, false prophet
Drawing souls into virtual shells
Hollowed, hallowed to new gods greed.
Soul-forge drawing spirit inward, alike aligned
Annealed; life-compass tuned anew
Harmonic alchemy of new-lighted paths
Wild, exultant resonance, harmonies of home.
Joyfully greet spirit’s twin,
Entangled resonance, quanta of souls
Strange alchemy, enhanced reflection
Balance and ballast
Rich counterpoint drawn bright
Motif tossed, returned transformed
Unfettered music, complex without discord
Form lifting soul from chaos
True self met with unforced ease
As ancient oak, secure, deep-earthed
Loosed dryad set lightly dancing
Paths ancient and new
Tapestry new-woven, rich and bright
Clear of tangled webs of artifice
With new minted map, love’s path
Brought to state of grace.