wonder kind

how lucky i am in these arms
the heart that beats
for me alone
but we can't stay like this for long

i'm nearly waking up
the dream is over

and in the real time
work and sleep and play
distract me
through the monotone day
i hear the birds
not song but speech
discussing where they fly to next

i'm nearly to my bed
the dream begins

and in and out of continents
through jungles forests
tenements
you still are there
holding my hand
for once i haven't said goodbye
again

the sun is nearly up
the dream is over

and i am filled with wonder
kind , accepting of my place in life
but living somewhere in my head
makes me able to bear
the way things are

the heart that beats
for me alone
i let you go
without even knowing
so close
we were breathing for each other
i was you
and you were
what i now see in the mirror
standing behind me
glad you found me
again
i am in wonder
at the kindness of you
friend

i now go to my bed
the dreamwheel spins
again

in wonder
kind
we mend

enlightenment

we all need a litttle
but sometimes when it's dark
there seems to be none
to call from
to call for
you have to be brave to admit
you are needy
brave to admit
you can't make it alone
enlightenment comes
when you feel you're on your own

there's a hand on your shoulder
pushing you towards the door
even though you're afraid
of what you'll find out there
you know you have to go
enlightenment comes
when you let yourself find it

no easy recipe or guide down this road
each one tells a different story
comes from a different home
where seasons change
from warm to cold
from growth
to fruit
to fertile seeds
enlightenment comes
as the world unfolds

and even though the sights have changed
buildings gone
and trees cut down
and things have moved
to other towns
what the eyes see
the heart maintains
what your eyes see
in me remains
enlightenment
is just a thought away