patience the virtue denied - a poem

Patience, the virtue denied,

Without being mired in dream-mud,

I cannot quiet the rapid beating,

A clutching bird airs, winging,

Accidentally transcending,

Lifting beyond planted feet,

Space is not denied, I rise,

Above my thought, ashen gray,

Ignited in non-thought,

My heart, leaping forward,

Grasps this, no-time,

Short-circuits my profane brain,

Opinions obliterated, I simply know,

Yet tomorrow comes, I will forget,

Enter the forest anew, entranced,

Stumbling on simple things, I forget….