I’m an expansive being you see
I know what it is to be FREE
but I came to this planet 
With the full knowledge 
It might just get a bit  messy 

And messy is sometimes me ....

A poet is never truly free from the human condition of misery !!!

It’s just the way it is you see 
The contrast is a necessity 

To know the prison ........the false identity 
And then to see with the sight of the mystic ....beyond the great sea
To be simply BE

Yes I’m that too ....
I know the width and breadth of love that knows no bounds and has no form 
I know the space that exists within and transcends the day to day norm 
That much is inscribed in my soul
Yet now I’m here playing at becoming whole 

As I experience states of separation 
That are only accessible here 
I break a sweat 
I shed a tear 
I’ve sat crumpled naked in the shower 
Screaming at god in fear 

For The human condition in all its manifest glory is the greatest and yet most tragic story ....

Each life is like a little pen 
Writing their own little chapter in this great book of life 
And God you might say would be the author and the ink ....
And while some little pens write smoothly 
Some sadly sink 


There’s been a few Smudges on the pages of my little book....


Some just make me cringe !
But when I take a second look 
The smudges look like art 
As I look at all those perfect Imperfections 
You know ....the ones that broke my little heart 

I realise that the book of life
Ought not to be a perfectly written manuscript with measured lines to scribe 
But rather full of crumpled pages 
Crossed out blots and missed full stops
And very much ALIVE 
WITH COLOUR !!
Big thick felt tips scrawling across the pages 
Not just the The great and lofty  words of the great and wise old sages 

I came to earth with a bump you see
To touch to taste  to feel !

To fall down 7 times 
Yet still get up 
Get real .....
So my book my story 
Has more than a crumpled page 
It’s filled with every colour and every kind of form 
It’s story is by no means 
An attempt to conform 
To the non attachment rule
Like a disembodied fool...
I’m fully human ...
And I’m afraid No more .

Leanne 2018