Turning

Experience breeds confusion
Integration needs introspection
A dim, quiet place
Without distraction from reflection

I allow my body to rest
Gently close my eyes
Feel my Katra lift
Throwing off all physical ties
And turning

In my mind's eye
I relive the day
Sorting the words and events
Turning today to yesterday

Past mere balance
No illusions here
Chaos turning to order
Past any courage or fear

Now I am one
No more contradictions
Moving past imagination
No mundane restrictions - and turning

Just beyond my reach
At the edge of my mind
I perceive a state of being
That's everything I hope to find

Glowing and shining
Reason turns to rhyme
I reach out for perfection
When sight and sound return
I am whole again
I feel the world, turning

Frank J. Hernandez