Sacred Sting

Listening to your songs

The glowing flowing waterfall

of your glistening words

Your poetic trance

Sending my love into the florescent

future

Of this distant transcendent time

Do you believe in linear time?

Or can you sense that

lateral flow of wisdom

Peacefully

Splitting the milliseconds

Travelling faster than the

light years

I know you go there

Suspended in space

I can find your hands

On your gifted guitar strings

Writing your loving lyrics

For your endless favourite fans

The significance of Sting

How he moves through the

rhythm

Always focusing on the win

Distillate me

Infiltrate me

Contemplate me

Serenade me

Reparate me

The way you write

Dreamer’s time

Illusive space

Not giving anything away

I can see your face

Sumner’s Tale

Holy Grail

Immaculate proof

Madonna’s youth

I see the past wearing

Fuchsia pink

Translucent spectacles

A vivid image

Distorted glances

Becoming advances

Progressive nature

You led me

To this distant time

Travelling thoughts

Silent words

I chose to run through

your instrumental pen

I do embrace the mirror’s gift

More fear the eyes of

another

And wonder

What they think?

I ponder, recreate the truth

For discomfort or for pain

Repentance – this sin is over

Freedom, I will discover

Sacred Love

I can find another

So to now

Here we are

2023

Instilling

And true to be

Whispering wisdom

and angel kisses

Through their dreams

I’m fixing that wounded

Palace

Without hate or proponent

Malice

Giving it my all

And everything I’ve got

to create

This mystical musical

melody

Through the windows

of luminous

Rare phenomena

Galactical travel

Universal equilibrium

Every grain of sand

Held in palm fortune

To save humanity

From dying

Leo, Greta, Sting

All of us working and trying

To save our future

In the wingspan of

the eagles

Galloping across the

Arabian desert

With you on my back

Not like a tombstone

More the wings of an

angel

The pixies and the fairies

Mercury’s speed

Jupiter’s strength

Pluto’s distance but the

prophetic sentences

You let me grace

Finding you in any life

Any place

Through the lines on

your palms

Through the healing

of the rainbow and rain

The killer whale’s eye

Takes me back

To the myth

of riding them across

the ocean

Back to land

I’m gonna stand

On the giraffe’s back

Touching the plants

Sacred geometry of chance

Giving you that spiritual

glance

Oceanic forest’s

wonder

Tripping, channelling

psilocybin

We don’t need to

physically take it

to infiltrate it

Titrate it

Exhilate it

Wait for it

Escape it

Meditate it

Inseminate it

Through the South American

land

of tribal warriors

With your eldest Joe

carrying blue butterflies

Theology

Astronomy

Psychology

Philosophy

Astrologically

Dancing through the sound

In my capillaries

like tributaries

Along radical rivers

To the aorta

The oracle’s ocean

of my peaceful heart

Don’t stand so close to me

Speed, I’ll let you all fly free