Consciousness waking

The Mysterious Garden, Margaret Macdonald Macintosh

1

So you dare to dream

Not here, not for you

All that potential and where was I?

Out of sight      not seen       secretive     

Avoid       a   void 

Moats between you and me

I fly up from the castle and look down unseen

Don’t see, don’t hear, don’t care

Lead feet and shattered wings

I want to be the bird, also the tree

But the tree is water and the bird doesn’t really fly.

2

Absent, O Soul? That came as a surprise

I’m always here, the shadow at your feet

the ghost upon the wall

and every thought returns to you.

But them, I leave waiting for that cup of tea 

Wild horses properly corralled

break free

Birds drown, crying the Holy Name 

I watch the scattered sunlight on the ground

Willing them  to rise. They always do.

3

I climb through tangled branches, leaves, 

Pilgrim in the thorny wilderness. 

I watch from the side

bees dream around their nests

I guide the child past

Slow, alert, cautious 

I watch other watchers, 

Curved beaks, fierce eyes shimmering like opals in the leaves

Still but for their eager breath, waiting.

I am the child... I am the watcher that guides...

...the waiting birds...

I am the tree and the bees unaware.

I am consciousness waking

And there is no fear