Running With Angels
One of the Dungbeetle's Grizzly poems for 2006.
Letting go of reason
catching sight of angels
aching for a vision
making peace with demons.
Run with utter freedom
run with passion through the seasons
Be what you believe in.
Track the path of ancient knowledge
whose timelessness is hidden
in thicket and in crevice
in the mire of subterfuge
in the ramblings of the Muse.
just run until the view is crystal clear
until your angels are so near
that they are the smile you wear
and your spaciousness of heart
comes a-welling, comes a-swelling
from the spring of fearlessness
refreshing all the aching parts
drying sentimental tears
making healing magic
out of all those fractured years.
© Dave Kelf, 2006