The Journey Begins Here

Deluded into assured belief by signs complete
with distances travelled, arrows pointing
the way to named destinies, histories discrete,
obscured neatly beyond that last bend turned.

Included by default in the ostentatious
schemes of larger things dreamed by
bearded thinkers, ordained, sublimated,
died years ago frustrated by movement
too slow to defeat their own deaths.

Consummated in acts of casual callowness,
poisoned and addicted to shallow creeds,
breeding discontent and narrowness, feeding
without restraint and hating it. A feel of despair
reeks in the eyes of the hearer, sours the skin
and bleeds freely from the tongue.

Defeated in situ by commonplace events
on a scale hitherto unimaginable, castigated
by cosmopolitan views too liberal to pursue, in
fear of new ideas chained to causal change,
lost and deranged, clinging to a vestige of
sanctioned madness.

Escaped to a rural peace of mind, a sanity of
open spaces, room to fall free of dimensional
confusion and hard-edged solidities, blind to the
cries, deaf to the signs that bay mass-delusion,
wound down and played out, fasting in clean air.
The journey begins here.
© 2007-02-19, I.D. Carswell