Rock and Bone Simplicity

How elusive the quest
To place oneself in sync,
Wavelength to wavelength,
Response to reply.

So many agendas beg ignoring,
Those places where integrity remains suspect,
Where job,
Marriage,
Relationships,
Friends,
Acquaintances,
Eye contact,
Undeserved pleasures,
Even fantasized harmony
Portending confirmation of truth,
Are often merely layered fears
Forged in distrust.

For lest we forget,
No one promised answers,

Even as schemas know no boundaries,
The road signs always offering direction
To the many of want,
Facilitating few of need,
They nevertheless remain available.

Such goes this phenomenon of plans,
Diagrammable life,
Representation of what might be,
But rarely is,
What is intrinsically longed for,
Yet seemingly uncatchable,
Like forever morphing mercury.

Still…

So desperate are most,
Clutching to random connection,
Often without reason,
Resulting in attention from others,
That we embrace such as self-realization.

Perhaps a venture off the beaten path,
A bushwhack through the untrammeled past
Might beg consideration.

Where revisiting the child within
Will remind how infant outbursts
Conveyed rudimentary logic,
When diaper rash urgency,
Void of language,
Save scream and cry,
Defined simple organics,
A voicing in search of form.

So easy to ignore this,
Time’s simplistic message.
Reaching back toward the dawn of man
When primitive bone and stone
Drummed the truth of need,
Food,
Shelter,
Cover,
When duplicity hadn’t been invented,
When progress was preserved by raw instinct.

Today

Actuality is in questioned focus.
Our civilized regression,
This guise-in-furtherance flight
Toward make-believe escape,
Has jettisoned logic into the abyss of ignorance,
Manipulating instead today’s lie of norm
Into modern truth.

The hunt will continue
Beneath self-created imprisonment
To find that somewhere yet to objectify itself,
That place where slumbers intrinsic reasoning
Kept safe by nature’s heartbeat,
Requires nothing but simple acceptance
Of that known simply as
Ever available
Truth.

Searching minds continue,
Trusting consciousness will prevail,
Even allowing occasional laughter
Along the path where delusions entertain…

Momentarily