Mind Grove Groove

I'm moving through the twilight grove of my mind
Where fruits of knowledge hang from a vine.
Each fruit sweeter than the one before
Where I am mindswept to the Silver Shore.

I talk with Varuna keeper of the sea
Easing the waves of doubt, I am free.
Moving through the murky ruins of time
I pick one more fruit from the golden vine

I'm moving through the twilight grove of my mind
Where fruits of knowledge hang from a vine.
Taking in every golden drop of the sun
I stand exactly where it all begun.

© Jo Mummery (14/12/11)