Robert Merrett Poems

Lay down beside the cool waters edge to listen,
Between each ripple and bubble that glisten.
Cast up your weary eyes and preside,
This boundless pool of space abide.
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Purity to purity comprises a life,
But in between becomes a separate swagger,
Which grows and consumes to assume an illusion;
That self, which is pretentious image and brags and boasts
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What if the second hand did stop,
And let the urgent striving drop?
What if then further was a lasting minute,
That had the sense of being infinite?
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Easy rests the quietened ear,
On summer air and distant voices.
Moistened lips with Goodie's beer,
Dissolve all thoughts, the soul rejoices.
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You can let go now
No more suffering or hate
No more fevered brow
Cast off your weight
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A virgin parchment begets a tale,
Unscripted, free beyond the pale.
All will come to this empty space,
To fashion and furnish a dwelling place.
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Remember the sweet grass and wild flowers that faintly bloom and buzz in your heart's memory.
Flitting like the bees, pollenating, perpetuating, creating.

Remember the walks on windy heather moors, lashed in rain, soaking and seeping into skin and bone,
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Ancient lay the stones, solid and strong,
That frame the bright opening, the magic beyond.
A gate sits beckoning, wood worn smooth,
Travellers unknowing have polished its groove.
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Omnipresent

There…
In the brief, finite pages -
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All that you possess,
or seek to still,
will never satisfy the soul as love does, when love is freely given.
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