Saturday supplication.
Last night I attended my first Poets’ Cafe at the South Street Arts Centre in Reading (this has been a week of firsts i will tell you about the other later!) It was a little bit of heaven; wall to wall poets. I was in awe and went home and to bed buzzing; waking throughout the night with snatches of poems coming and going like dreams.
So, as I do on my meditation cushion each morning I sit and this morning a prayer …
A song comes to mind Puff the magic dragon a pop tune of the 60s vivid in my mind. I believe a product, creation, a response to LSD – an hallucinogenic song although this has been strongly denied nonetheless,
I think ‘If only’.
I, without the use of such harmful drugs, will never be able to grab such images and place them in a coherent poem.
Whilst accept humbly my misdoings, this is my wish for today
That I see the world more deeply and broadly without the harsh exterior of black and white that I have laid upon it as a protection from reality.
May I see some friendly dragons today.
