LEGEND OF A MIND

IT WAS RIGHT AFTER DAWN
WHEN I SET OUT TO WALK
THE BEACH ON
NEW YEARS DAY
MANY MANY MOONS AGO
SO CLOSE
BUT FAR AWAY,
I WAS SEARCHING
AND YEARNING
EXCITED AND
CHURNING
TUMBLING MY MIND
IN A DIFFERENT PLAY:
WONDERING WHAT
WAS IN STORE,
DIGGING MY TOES
IN THE SOFTEST
WHITE SAND,
HOPING TO FIND
SOMETHING MORE,
AND SOON THERE
WAS MUSIC
ALIVE IN MY HEAD,
IT STARTED BEFORE
WHEN I WOKE
IN MY BED,
NOTHING UNUSUAL
MOSTLY THE NORM
I HEAR THE STRONG
MELODIES AND THE
WORDS THEY PERFORM,
PERHAPS IT’S A GIFT
AS SOME WOULD SAY
I CAN CAPTURE THE SOUNDS
IN A DIFFERENT WAY
LIKE MY OWN LITTLE
PLAYER
GIVEN FROM GOD
THE MUSICAL PRAYER
WHILE MOSTLY AWARE
OF OTHER THINGS
MOVING IN TANDEM,
I WALKED ON THE SAND
SPLASHING AT RANDOM
FOR MILES AND MILES
NOT ANOTHER SOUL’S
SMILE
(NOR WINK DID I SEE)
THE FIRST DAY WAS
ALL MINE, AT LEAST FOR
THE TIME, THE QUEST OF
MY HISTORY,
THE SONG THAT I HEARD
GOING BACK
WORD FOR WORD
WAS ABOUT THE GENIUS
OF DREAMS
A MAN WHO CHANGED FATE
FOR THOSE WHO
WOULD WAIT
TO HEAR ABOUT
BRILLIANT SLY SCHEMES,
HIS LEGEND OF MIND
FOR ALL OF MANKIND
WAS A STORY THAT
PROMPTED MY HEART
AND MADE SUCH
A SPARK
THAT I STOPPED FOR
AWHILE ON MY STROLL,

Legend of a Mind
 
FACING THE
SEA AND THE WAVES
AND THE BREEZE
I WONDERED JUST
WHAT WOULD
BECOME OF ME,
AND IF I BELIEVED
IN A STRONG FIREY WAY
THE PATH WOULD
BE CLEAR ON THAT
UPCOMING DAY,
FOR IF HE COULD MOVE
AS FAST AS THE LIGHT
WHY COULDN’T I BE
THE SAME,
I LOOKED AT THE
HOUSES AND WINDOW
SHADES DRAWN
AND REALIZED I WAS
COMPLETELY BEGONE
FROM THE REST OF HUMANITY
AND ALL THE INSANITY,
JUST FOR THAT MOMENT
A SPARKING OF TIME
I KNEW IT WAS COMING
THIS NEW WORLD OF MINE,
THE SUN HAD RISEN
RIGHT OVER ME
SMILING AND WARMING
WILD AND FREE,
AND THE WORDS OF THE MAN
WHO INFLUENCED
MY LIGHT
HAD LANDED HIS SHIP
IN MY MIND,
DRUMS BEATING
NOTES BLEATING
SOUNDING INSIDE
OF MY BRAIN,
AND THE WAVES CAME
AGAIN
AND WASHED ALL
THE SINS
OF DOUBT
FROM MY HEART
TEARING APART
ANY PLANS I HAD
MADE,
I WAS NOT AFRAID
TO STEP RIGHT OUT
OF THE DARK:
SO LONG AGO
AND NOW YOU KNOW
WHERE THAT SWORD
WAS FOUND
THE ONE THAT HAS
TAKEN ME OFF
AND AROUND,
THE MUSIC STILL
LINGERS
AND SLIPS
THROUGH MY FINGERS
AND ALL OF THE TRUTH
WILL ABOUND.

©J.W. WINSLOW 3/1/16