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