Brian Mattern Poems
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Here's One For The Road (Ode To Ram Dass)
Uncertainty, like history,
it's a rising flood, engulfing me.
This ego of mine surely won't last.
As it struggles for air,
'I' let it drown in the past.
The tide pulls back,
and a wind pulls me in.
The shore I am sure,
is a place to begin.
Naked as light,
a smile is born.
It chases the face,
of a child, to adorn.
Inner peace, in a beautiful world.
Tragedies cease, as flowers unfurl.
So, please drink from the fountain,
you seem parched and uncouth.
thinkin' bout conception, of all things ever been,
and the imposing means of being, just trying to justify it's own ends.
clean slates aren't just granted gifts,
what's destined? i'll make sense of this.
oh i'll make sense of what's come up,
and i'll bury your bones before they stagnate in your room..
..or in your soul