A Poem of Timely Mistakes 

                                          In time We See

                                  hold on the Mind

                      yet the Whales Move to other dreams

                             beyond our Shores

                         As time does Not See them

                        As We only See the illusion of Loss

                               of One’s hold on the Sea

                      yet A Few Swim In the Eternal Sea

                          beyond time As We know it Exists

                                beyond time itself

                      So if One Creates time to feel

                           What one Seems to See

                         that Exists in the Mind

                        Where blind to the heart

                              that Swims in the Eternal Sea

                        As We hold onto fate

                             yet the One Who’s heart Controls

                                   the Mind

                           Swims with  the whales

                             beyond time’s hold of the Mind

                      to A Sea So Vast One Can Change the World

                              With A Picture

                        that Feels the whales live On & On

                           And swim to the Sounds that flourish

                        Once Greed And Fear are taken out of

                                      the Mind

                        So Feel, Exist beyond

                                the holds that time

                         timely Exists only in the Mind

                                Yet to feel A Sea

                           of flourishing beauty

                             for our Children’s Children to See

                                 From the heart

                            to the picture in the Mind

                         A hold that thought for the time to see

                             Print, Seal it with A Kiss

                           Cause the future truly exists

 

                              yet We Must feel its prayer

                                  to truly exist

                          If One Opens ones’ Eye to feel

                                     demise

                        Our Whales Will, Move On

                            As We Will, No longer Exist

                      As too the Codfish that once fed our Soul

                                   As Pilgrim’s

                          As We prayed and felt its presence

                                in our daily Life

                        As it Was Not Money, but part of A

                                  Circle to Co-Exist 

 

                             beyond timely hold 

 

                                          So  be  it  Jeff   © 

 

                                                      J. Nelson 

                                                           April 30th 2006