Souls Of Sweetness, Souls Of Sour. Poem by David Lacey

All that is, forever was, forever it will be
It takes only the eyes of a child to unravel the mystery.
You’re over thinking everything
You’re sinking in the songs you sing.
You should be dancing.
Slashing in the inhibitions of the past.
Making ghosts of the demons to which once you were host.

I have found upon my journey
Souls of sweetness, souls of sour.
With each I’ve spent an hour
Learning from myself.

Tell me; tell me of the dreams that rest your heart at ease.
Listen; listen to the whisper of the trees.
Does it please you?
Can you hear the secret teasing you?