As Colour In A Blackbirds Song

The Earth and we
Are fragile made
We see just that
We want explained

We look so hard
The road we tread
We miss the turning
Through the hedge

Hosts of mirrors
Block our gaze
Crystal glitters
In the shade
Where heavens light
Is made to bend
Preserving
Innocence
Defend

Yet penetrate
Turn left
And then
Turn left
Across the bridge
Again

To places where
You 
May transcend
Where concepts
Become
Real

Where even Now
Is
Then

To levels where
Your dreams belong

All vibrant
In
Reality

Seen all the ways
You want to see

As colour

In a blackbirds song...

The Earth and we
Are fragile made
We see just that
We want explained
Don’t look so hard
The road you tread

You miss the turning
Through the hedge……
_

Egal Bohen