Totally whacky but absolutely TRUE! :))

FINDING SHANGRI-LA

“I run through the grass, I run over the stones,
show me the way back… to the sea”

Stevie Nicks, “Trouble In Shangri-la”


I’ve traversed high mountains
and travelled the deep pass
to discover a Lost Horizon.

In the waking grey moment
of my consciousness today,
my mind’s eye saw:
two feathery foetal hands floating in fluid
and seeking mutual fingertip touch;
the light of a nascent sunflower’s face;
a multi-armed star, globed like an artichoke,
coming towards me on fingertip toes;
a Bengali tiger with diamond-crusted collar
leading me through a palace maze;
an upturned Ark pouring rain through the mist
of a watery rainbow below.

What’s to understand? I have been carried.
Light comes and it goes, but is always there -
is always the end of a tunnel.

I found I had full movement
in my bent and damaged arm,
and relief from constant nagging pain;
to stretch my iridescent, fresh-formed wings
I played Stevie Nicks and danced!