Dawning of the Day

Leaving by the back door

The night is slinking away

It had to withdraw,

the rays of the sun held sway

The day had dawned.

Wanting to shove the echo

Of mammon and skates

Into the quagmire of its own making

Laughing and forsaking

The day had arrived.

Yawning at Newsnight Panorama

Listening to the hollow songs

That praised the metal shields

Of hate death and war

I packed my suitcase heart

I went seeking a distant shore.

Realising that wood can be shaped

Into an infinite variety of people

I jammed my spiritual cook book

Into every crevice of my case

I journeyed for, never looking back

I went to meet the Grand Sojourner.

Lifting an eye to the Light, I smiled

Into a thousand fragments of love and warmth

I slammed the case shut, I strode

Into the fading night, looking at the moon

I travelled to the deepest part of my mind

I wake up for the first time in my life.