Jan. 22nd, 2016

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when you’re all alone

in your bed

at home

do memories form

in your head

do you remember the days

do you long for the feeling

my touch, my ways

our unparallelled love thang

’cause when I’m by myself

say at my desk, trying to work

all I do instead is reminisce

deep in thought as the ink permeates the page

I remember your pretty face

pear breasts and perfect a*s

and how I adored you

mind, body, spirit too

and all the rest…

© Heath Muchena
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a load of dread will weigh heavy on the mind like a lump of lead
and when there’s a negative focus – guilt infects – and spreads
thrusting the body into a state of torpidity

but if you apply thought with care – consciously directing – without confining
only then do you start to understand its limitations and truly appreciate its function

© Heath Muchena
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as I laid in bed, in darkness, with my eyes shut

I still saw a bright calcium-orange flame flickering in my mind’s eye

which created a natural sacredness in the room I always associated with candles

giving a special kind of warmth to the atmosphere – different to that provided by the blanket and sheets

but the sort one would imagine surrounded Christ’s manger

it reminded me of something akin to the ordering of thought before sleep that Krishnamurti once alluded to

implying that when one has gone over the events of the day and puts them all into perspective before going to bed,

that ensures comfortable sleep without the restless activity of dreams

all this leading me to realise in that very moment, that I had all along been lucid dreaming

© Heath Muchena
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mother has a beautiful garden wherein grows beetroot, okra, carrots, kale, spinach, cauliflower, lettuce, peppers, tomatoes, parsley, mint, sage, all kinds of vegetables and herbs….

surrounding the garden are paw paw, mango, lemon, banana, loquat, guava, avocado, and peach trees….

she said: the rains were good this year… even the well is full. I spent all day in the garden tending… weeding, watering roots, plucking and picking a few leaves and fruits whilst contemplating some truths. My son, there are invaluable lessons to be learned from doing earthly work… for me nothing gives more satisfaction than horticulture… I get so much delight – even greater than laughter… and in doing it I’ve come to know the true aspect of reward and frankly earned more than I could’ve ever from a seat in the office….

© Heath Muchena


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