Telling Time and Telling Tales

Telling time and Telling tales

Katrina Boguski October 4^th 2011

Telling time and telling tales

Searching inward for the grail

Breathing in and breathing out

Casting fear and leaving doubt

Taking time and walking on

Breathing meaning into song

Whispering streams into the rivers they become

Loving peace and finding hope in everyone

Hear compassion hear the pain

Weaving wonders from their strain

Working Ovid’s precious metas into song

Moving memory just to urge my soul along

Metallurgic metanoia golden changes

Charged with mystery of mind

Mining hope from every struggle I can find

Tragic moments so compressed by all the years

Now like magic have made diamonds from my fears

Could have laughed instead of shedding all those tears

Short of breath, short on sleep

Another song just seems to creep

Moving over, moving mountains in my mind

Could this be true happiness I find?

Making something out of nothing all the time

Finding meaning; beating rhythm; hearing rhyme

Raging river meets the ocean at the sand bar on the beach

Bonds of time, bonds of shame have all been breached

Drawing lessons from the mysteries that they reach

Tear or stream, river or sea they’re all water flowing rapidly to teach

Metaphoric deep description of the shore

Beating meaning into languages once more 

Between mystic invitation and a fearful hesitation

Lies a moment where the truth begins to dwell

Weaving meaning from the stories that they tell

Leaving space between the words, there’s a story undeterred

Only Cause can fill the void in with his Word;

Now and then within his voice is sometimes heard

 

As I settle into listening mode again

I begin to hear the rhythm in my pen