Lazy Afternoon

I had embarked on a voyage of the psyche,
When deep in my soul I envisioned
A being full of compassion.
I swear he knew everything.
I know this is silly and vain
But I always thought he was me.
Now something has got me wondering.

It began with a pain in my chest,
Which I discovered to be guilt repressed.
The instant it was confessed
The pain would leave my breast.
I probed my soul deeply,
Where I discovered some good feelings
Like forgiveness, and pity.

I followed the feelings to him sitting on a rock
At the side of a path with his legs crossed.
So full of laughter and good cheer,
It makes me feel like he’s still right here.
On a wooden flute he played a familiar tune,
It made me see life as a lazy afternoon
With the suns’ blazing heat warming my bones.


The Way I Was
A Vow To My Heart
Rooted In My Heart
Time For Softness

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