HOLD - E R I N T H O M A S

annointed at the river run
instead
not you
that day
the letter came back
on the wind
injected magic, mental spastic, flex findings on a dirty river
polluted with love and hate
too much
this thought
that desires all good
all simple …

Wandered...
happened upon a world
tectonic vibrancy and geometrical muses
understanding beyond belief
"Assist or Exist" said the squirrel (i think he was)
as he sat upon his grand stand
"You shall find me and understand everything "
and off he bound…

Find and seek and you shall see
it is not just you - it is me - and it is He
and it is She

Now rest - on the laurels of caves and farm fresh hay
to sleep - to rest - to dream - to invigorate the sound

And onto the path - awakening
it all seems so clear

following righteous clouds
and indignant insects that bite

all creations - better your life.