Richard John Lewis

My ego feels I could do more
And tell me loud and clear
To build a castle on the shore
Then watch…

Run as I might, I fall behind
And lose the way I’m going.
And yet it’s not as if I mind
Because I’ve…

Awareness is a precious stone –
The only one I’ve got.
It’s with me when I’m on my own
And also…

If this indeed is who I am,
Then what of whom I’m not?
I’m not some baby in its pram
Or infant…

And, when I look back in the past and see
The chances that I missed along the way,
A cloud of sadness sinks on top of me
And soaks…

My mind’s as still as anything,
And yet I still live on.
I’m like an old and rusty spring
Whose springiness…

And emptiness is all around
And in the heart of you.
It’s every colour, shape and sound;
Each thought…

And everything inside me’s still,
As if the wind has dropped.
I’m void of conscience, thoughts and will,
And every…

And what I have is not a fault
But something whole, complete –
As lovely as the taste of salt,
At once…

Not only am I not dead yet
But healthy, which is more,
And so it seems that I’m all set
To live…