Listen With Heart, Not Mind Poem by Midnight Clarity

What are words
until we give them meaning
what is read and understood
is rarely what is written
we all of us so tied to self
and how we matter we forget
this is a universe we play in
Spirit has many faces, many names
not one of them is mine
so I just leave words resting
on the ground waiting
to be judged and juried
dissected and interpreted to death
so Spirit glow is lost amid the flames
of ego singing my songs out of tune
adding lyrics that take away the flavour
dull the notes of simple life painting
patterns in the ever shifting sand
that show us, oh so briefly, the
meaning of the life
we are so busy
losing in each moment
so busy filling in
with every shade of fear.