by P. R. Lowe, March 23, 2020

Rest into my bones
no use moaning about what is
or may be or was
I’d like to remember
all the words
I heard in the night
they were wise and profound
but I felt too wowed and tired
to write them all down…
… Detach from that
which causes you grief or sorrow
or beliefs about tomorrow
that you do not share
or even care to know
walk in the wood
where all is good
and they cannot find you
or bind you to contracts
written in hell
do not dwell in places
where you are not welcome
or put stock in faces
that are too big smiling
and too much beguiling
rest into your bones
where your own truth resides
live in your heart
where your true love abides