Syd

Soul Teacher

Essential like oxygen
To animals
Or CO₂ to trees

A cosmic courtship
Intertwined
Like flowers
And bees

Mystical
And unstoppable
Like the summer high tide

Pioneering
And wonderful
Like Albert Hofmann\'s
Bike ride

Loving
Laid back and casual
Always quite hip

A sense of humour
Like a jester
From a DMT trip

She\'s got me spinning
In her vortex
Like a young galaxy

A warm current of wisdom
The Gulf Stream
In the sea

Never frightened
To take the wheel
Whenever we\'re on a drive

She penetrates
My brain waves
With precision
Like LSD-25

Our similarities
Are striking...
Oh, where to begin?

We\'re both supernovas
And sclerotia of the same
Mycelium

A playful pyrotechnic
With burning fingertips

She sits back
To watch the fireworks
Of the fuses she\'s lit

Learning me to love
The parts of myself
I hate the most

Grains of sand
Becoming beautiful
Under her microscope

Persistent with psyches
That won\'t let her in

A Komodo bite spreading
Through thick
Buffalo skin

Celtic rituals
Folklore
Superstition

Her ancient roots
Tracing back
To the dawn of religion