chagall backdrop

I raise my arm,
again and again
and then I raise it
a third time

From whence
does
that
signal
flow?

I seek out
the Commander
the one who barks
the order
and find her easily
nearby at the helm
yelling Raise It!

But what happens next
I can’t discern
the work of that motor
eludes me

I assume a small band
of gypsy synapse
lights up and plays jazz
’round the fires
of my heart
and I raise my arm
on the prominent
upbeat

So much of life
is mindless I
in surrender to
the Mindful

© Chagall 2014

Advertisements