The deeper the heart,

The more there is to see.

The line between ordinary and art,
Blurs so easily.

The broader the mind,
The harder it is to blind,
A wayfaring soul eager to see,
Beyond the numbing simplicity.

The spirit willing to be still,
Will eventually get its fill,
Of the unexpected,
And relish the journey misdirected.

And if you can duck and dodge the chatter,
Your minds eye sails will not tatter,
You can quietly voyage to the heart of the matter.

The soul willing to try,
Will never see its dreams die.
The mind that gives in to the temptation to persist,
Will find there was never anything to resist.

Bfk
2014 Benjamin F. Kaye