Finding no road map
for your mind, I shunned advice
from well-meaning mentors
and ventured forth
with a colored crystal compass
to find the real you.
Trudging highways of hero worship
and streets of silver wishes
I passed through memory’s villages,
and a pretty young girl waved from a doorway
then went back to her child’s games.
Adulthood frowned, then saw me
for what I was...and smiled.
I read a tree trunk diary,
and napped under an impossible orchid,
dreaming of shelter shed kisses,
and love notes that turned into blue butterflies.
Herds of unicorn stampeded past me
as a wildfire of emotions
raced through the undergrowth.
I sheltered in a geyser of sultry thoughts,
and came out dripping and shy.
A serpent tried to whisper secrets
but I walked on quickly.
Through a forest of fear I stumbled,
and was nearly overcome
by a sad miasma that rose
from a college-colored carpet of old leaves.
As the path turned upward
I watched eagles
circling a free spirit,
daring any would-be predator to show himself.
I came to an ocean of regrets
and rested on the shale,
picking up an deformed nugget with a golden smile.
I held it to the sun
and its light glowed upon a secret place
where darkness had never been.
I lit a campfire
in the centre of a purple pentacle,
and fell asleep to tales of a long-lost love.
In the dawn
I climbed the tree of knowledge,
and looked over a jungle
of frustration and futility.
I saw a track of pain
through the forest,
and I climbed down from the canopy slowly,
to the applause of a raptor’s wings.
I found a haunted doll’s house,
and exorcised the demons by laughing loudly.
A baby girl crawled from the ashes
and smiled, then climbed
out of sight on a rainbow.
I trekked on,
and a spiteful storm
drove me to a coal-black courtyard,
where I cowered in fear
as sharks’ teeth of lightning bit the dark sky,
and the thunder boomed like metal.
When the sun smiled once more,
I sat beside a clear stream
and watched foolish fishes
chase each other in circles,
until they lay gasping on the shore,
staring at me with eyes of why.
In a karma canoe,
I paddled upstream
until regret’s rapids
forced me from the sweet water.
I climbed a clumsy cliff,
looked back on the delta of doubt,
then slept in a giant palm leaf,
dreaming of Cupid and comets.
in the sunshine of your purest thoughts,
then walked through the Pass of Loneliness,
until high in the Maybe Mountains
I slept in a cave of frozen dreams.
Waking to a rainbow dawn
I sang to the rhythm of your heartbeat
and I prayed for your soul,
at a turnstile of road signs
that pointed the way to Nowhere.
Flipping a giggling coin
I chose the path to the centre of the universe.
A stone barrier bade me no entry
to your private pinnacle
but I peeked through the Hessian
and saw you bathing naked
at a obsidian waterfall.
As the stars shone in your hair
I knew that our destiny had
already been written.