So many yearning
For the artists life,
Each and every one of us
Posting our dreams
To the greater dream
In the outer dream of the internet.
But I am roused.
I am roused for I am one in many
As you are one in many.
We speak the same language
And slip stream on the same energy,
Surf the lip of love
That curls endlessly on.
We will not drown in clamour.
There are not too many
For we are the many in the mind
And the mind is one.
And the one
Is wellpool
Of richness, integrity
And Infinity anew:
Anew
As each one of us
Lives closer
To the who
We really are.
© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015.