Beyond What Is

Some of us move from the foreground

To the radiance of the background

We live in a synthesis between

We are the unseen crackling brook

We are the unobserved song birds

Singing to the rushing water

We are the quiet listening passion

That colors everything

It is here that we enter the nexus

Here clouds exist and don't

We are the will of the wisp

We are the whisper that compels

Branches and leaves to dance on the wind

We are both behind and in front of

The rustling symphony

It is here that violins sound like leaves

The plume of the flower petal

Oscillates red and gold

As does the universe

I am saddled on that plume

It is the fire in my belly

There is no turning back

And I don't care where it takes me

I need to let go of the rein's of destiny