Humming Bird

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Humming Bird

the rhythmic chant... of the word

which cannot be described, never lost... cannot hide

invites meditation ...deep thought, sparks fusion of the vision...

natural, untaught... easily building a song ...with each fresh note

staging a streaming effect, by finding direction

in the flow, a beat 

which although finding high notes...answering low notes

sidestepping, in reply to... a tension, building

to a fever pitch... 

then abruptly, peeling away

neatly to vanish in the haze...

creating 

a cloud of expectation...

on the desert 

of unforgiving sun,

like a demon casting 

only a glimpse of shade...

then saying,

,

get back ...in step, 

every chance... we almost 

got that spirit of emotion ...rolling,

for a junp start/thought we had it made

a slap for another dose of reality...

one, can never know what to expect

...more than yes or no, not intending disrespect,

just when the ugly ego nearly, got the best of us

as we reached the apex... pole vaulting the abyss

we found ourselves, lost in a seeming endless cloud of doubt...

a sword, cutting backwards... and a paper bag shield

we fell into... yet, could not get out

...just not good enough

of no relation to the new height coming fast

from every corner, of spontaneity...

blowing away ...those to the right or left 

side of the space, dimensions

of a new realm, which disintegrates the current insanity

as live goes further, no just ...goes on, 

not just  up or down... 

sideways, for the essential time/being, of humanity 

expands, instantaneously ...out of bounds, 

with an energy ...which expounds, exponentially 

fatter than GrandMa Jones pregnancy... 

when Baby, JESUS...

came back... FOUND...

never lost, he just had 2 get away for awhile

not JUST your way ...or my way...

with just a heavy assed cross

a new job with no boss... 

hit the ...highways

all but...  accepting the loss 

in the mess we had made 

of the newest 

incarnation... 

of 

US... NOT

found...

on the ...rebound 

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