Beat and Mind Intwined / by Academy Monthly

Beat is unfixed in its paces,
Mind’s eye ousting unclad faces.
Sun gave light and saw inside,
Now in this somber pen I hide,
Reside alone, awaiting meal,
With not one here to help me heal.
But soft… what’s this?
A flame anew,
That sings the songs
And paints the dew,
Bringing light to blind men’s eyes,
Imparting guidance oh-so wise.

“Sullen in undue misplacement,
Limited with harsh abasement,
Truth is often pure in art,
Your wealth lies in your soul and heart.
You walk in worlds they cannot see,
That they may say could never be,
Yet we both know the awesome truth,
That’s been retained beyond our youth,
Since all our reals are in our heads,
They may as well be in our beds,
As we sleep and dream the dream,
Shatter walls with flaming beams.”

Beat remains unfixed of late,
Though fear of it became abate,
For mind’s own beat is absolute,
Outside of it, what’s real is moot.