Silent Morn...

The birds were not singing this morn...
Curious, wonder if they overslept
and missed the new dawn
Were they asleep
and do they dream,
with their feet clinging tightly
to the tree branch they sit upon?
The sun is up full
and still they do not sing
Is this a portent, a bad omen
of what the day might bring?
I think i might be worried
if i believed in such a thing
though lately i have started to believe
in the signs of a Grand Design,
as though these dreams
are not really mine,
that we are all chosen for our roles
to teach each other, reach each other
while hopefully learning at the same time

Can you leave your ego behind
and take advice and direction?
Can you live in the moment each day-->
without trying to understand,
without a detailed inspection?
Intelligence dawned eons ago,
creativity is on a different plane
Thought in life is required,
but art in the soul inspired,
coming from the mind , not the brain
A subtle difference,
but i don't think they are the same
For my mind is free
but my brain is chained to the ship's mast
without wax in my ears
so as not the hear the Siren's Song
and keep safe this ship i'm on
but my mind strains against the bonds:
curiosity, children...

                08-07-10