Toss Me
Change sang smoothly,
Change, the open door,
Fast and peaceful slings the night through life,
Oh, how you sang to me to make me see through it,
Damp blue creeping night, smooth and lazy cold,
Damp that seeps and spreads and wavers,
Smooth lazy flatness of water,
smooth before the storm,
wind that smarts against sand and stone,
wind that is a mad laugh that conjures,
and falling into step behind it is the roughness of storm,
feelings, stirrings find you here,
Help me, sing me, draw me through,
Blink, blink madly, the image flickers,
Blink into quiet yellow, into yellow windy meadow,
Hide from me the volcanic night,
Sing me into yellow summer.
Peace sang softly, softly, like blue smoothness,
Quiet finds the opened wings of change,
Winds of change, yellow, laughing, fast and spinning,
Volcano of feelings that see not relief in stealth,
Shake madly, dance in the yellow summer smell,
Blinking quietly in your corner,
Perceive this mild medley whirlwind,
Help me, change me, you who are quiet, in the know,
Smooth lazy hurt is left behind,
Hidden behind a damp blue wall of untouchable memory,
Find for me my wick of truth, my center, my pool of yellow.
Field of thoughts in blinking yellow light,
Light through curtains or passing trees,
Feeling lazy as you sang me on,
Keep me quiet, keep me mad,
Smart madness and feelings of blue,
Tumbling time of change that blows through,
And as summer fades into reflective darkness,
And steady wind is quiet contemplation,
I repeat the mind and dream you sang,
The openness of change dwindles into peace of truth.
