The origin of species
It is not the sensual heart
but the mind that at times
is heavy and so struggles
to rise above the brutalities
of life : consciousness
is art and poetry and dance
that draw on the mindflesh
to create clarity and beauty
in this place
of kindness
And so the sparrow is extolled
its feathers seldom ruffled
the bee and the butterfly
are universally admired
and the fruit of the vine
is swallowed with great relish
and the sun comes up
over an unbroken sea
which we visit from time
to time to pay our respects
to our ultimate
place of birth
John Lyons