Fly Away

i do listen during the sermon,

i just listen through my heart and fingers.

they wander while he muses,

they dance while he intones.

amen.

Collective Unconscious

Where does my mind go. . .

When let loose?

Off on labyrinths;

 color & line,

form & space.

When it returns

I am never sure

if it is mine anymore.

B.L.D.

The Path Of Least Resistance

All Roads Lead To Home

Winding paths,

swirling winds,

maze of my intentions.

Turning,

seeking,

riding the tides.

Round and round I go,

where I end,

God only knows.

B.L.D.