The Waiting Watchman

Waiting beneath a sleeping something

It lives in our very thoughts and dreams

Haunting our memories like a shadow

That follows man's each waking hour

Angels fall when devils devour

Not yet awake 

Perhaps not alive

But growing in the womb off time and space

A child able to grow 

If only he wishes it so

A prodical son 

Reaching to the stars

The light of a thousand Sun's

Beating in the heart

Something growing a change coming

The present will be cleansed by divine innocence

Death is but the next phase of our universal journey

We the sacred luminaries of the the greatest mother

The music subdues and calms the agitated prisoner

Sleep in your cell wild passion and sleep forever

For material walls cant hold a transient soul

It alone is one and it alone is all 

Body's decay and wither 

Because you are you are you and nothing more

Suffer suffer suffer man's ignorance gets tiresome

Understand the divine plan

Eternity in the moment

The wheel turns 

The fire burns 

Life changes like a cartoon book

Drawn by an author of unknown origin

Continuing to unfold second by second 

Moment by moment

I in what I am

A focused point of attention

I am the perceiver and the perceived

Internally I watch

I understand what I am

And what I'm not

I am the calm in the storm

I am the centre

Blinking breathing

Waiting forever

In one place standing

Will I won't I 

Each decision alters the future

And so the possibilities spin

In my mind like a divine lottery

Ideas spinning like a mental tornado

By Liam Herdman

CTID