another way

hearken friend, 

the doves are flying across the sky 

in a stream of white 

and the eastern star glows so light-filled 

in the heavens 

the play of the world lives on below like 

an illusion that is made of that which 

comes and goes 

and worldly mental ways that have no 

real life in the heart that sings of wonders 

and riches so precious and filled with the 

christ-consciousness 

in this consciousness light is alive, present in 

abundance and without the colored lenses of 

philosophies, mental collections, intellectual 

ways that put men, women and all that live into 

boxes of  this and that...

there is something that sings of another way that is 

so very different from this type of playing out 

that it cannot even compare or be held up against 

anything to understand it like other 

mental types of happenings and playing out 

it lives pristine, completely still, and nothing can ever 

darken it's beautiful clear fountain of wisdom, clarity,

timeless treasure, light, love, harmony... 

just a symphony of all the treasures that live
inside the heart 

it sings of another way that is so very different