Elevate

 

I am under the earth’s crust

in a hole of my own digging

Feeling frozen fear fester

in my will to resurrect and

Seek out for me a surer

place to rest my wearied

Thoughts, to then recharge

the spent energy of my labor.

I am grounded, stuck firm

in the surrounding earth

Feet forward, facing far

at the distant heights of

Eclipse, a switch of light

and dark hung above

Beckoning to my will to rise

up to the task now presented.

I am on this tree top looking

down and wondering if I may

Find fortune’s first favor

and whether I should perhaps

Recognize it, as in the past I

did not, though it did indeed

Call me by my true name

like a long-known friend.

I am on this mountain peak,

past the point of self-aware

Fiction forever framing

the portrait of  my soul

Tuned into the crackling

and writhing electric currents

Piercing my desire to fly

higher than the noon-day sun.

I am low under the gun,

under the radar like a stealth

Fighter flying further faster

and needing the now rising

High to find the closeness

of my mind down under my

Sense of intuition and self

in the overture of this raging

Soundtrack to my life.

I am in orbit, sailing above

the earth below, the globe,

Floating freely, fear of falling

grips me, an unworldly

Vertigo, a loss of balance

that I never really possessed,

Control that was really never

mine.  I only imagined it was so.

 

-Dakin 3/26/09

Peace

Soft comfort of the words

That flow through me

As I sit and write a verse or two

Of introspection and of

Compassion. I have seen

Destruction, yes, and pain

And anguish, but there is an

End, and there is a new beginning

Amid the rebirth of spirit,

Hand upon hand. A focus of

Sudden peace and reflection

Rests upon my once weary

Shoulders, and a smile

Creases these dry lips of mine.

Where once you thought anger

Was my only chosen companion,

You see now that I have many

Other dearer friends. I put my

Head now to rest with all the

Cluttered thoughts stowed away

In a born again reorganization

Of sharp clarity of sight.

To sit and watch the patient

Stars burn with such persistent

Fire, like a perfect diamond

That never needs the touch

Of a polishing cloth to continue

To reflect the awesome colors

Of a finely tuned rainbow.

This image that molds my

State of being for today and

A future of constant renewal

Like so many phoenixes rising

From their mound of ashes;

Like so many souls reincarnated

To find that they are given

A fresh chance at a perfect life

Of living and breathing and

Finding that elusive rest and

Comfort that dwells within

This breast that houses these

Lungs that no longer lack

Oxygen, for I am breathing deeply

And I am alive.                                                                    

 

-Dakin 7/25/08

Go

 

Waking up to the rising sun flash

Shining in my face and spinning

My head round to the ringing

Alarm and the sound of beeps and

Twitters and horns raking my

Bedtime brain as I lay still at the

Mercy of my will to rise and

My desire to still lie in the ethereal

Sedation state of half-slumber and

Dispelled dreams flying away like

Shadows disappearing in the

Mid-day sun raised to its apex in

The celestial sky above this

Breathing planet where my small

Voice speaks and stammers as I

Try to read the red-lit numbers on

The howling mechanical rooster

Resting beside me at this bedside

The place of my nightly hibernation

Where I try time and again to slip

Away to a true retirement of

Refining and refreshing though

Each minute that flies by as I

Flip over again reminds me that

My racing thoughts will never

Let me partake in the peace

Promised in the nightly ritual

Of retiring for another term that

Tempts me again to believe in

The false hope that the sweet

Surrender may finally visit me

That this time things will change

That this time I may find rest

Yet as this dawn breaks above me

I welcome the cacophony

Calling to me now for it is time

To get my aching self up and Go

I have been abed too long

 

-Dakin 3/5/09