Rituals driving baselines
Abundant in process
Putting here moving there
Activity in excess
Touching wood and clinking
Pointless habits in disruption
Interrupting easy flow
Customising group subscription
Nods as good as winking
Putting feathers in our caps
Counting everything we do
Ignoring our mishaps
Living temporarily
In a passing by parade
Hanging on then letting go
Rules adhered or disobeyed
Turning up to be accepted
Then rejected or denied
Ignoring limitations
For circumstances yet untried
Confused by other cultures
Manufactured or home made
Keeping up with strange directions
Passing through in masquerade
Floating on a blissful plane
On wings of naked flight
Rolling swirling speedy spins
In and out of pastel light
Breathing in the scented airs
Connecting easy tuneful strains
Interchanging new dimensions
In flawless prime domains
Voices whisper tranquil songs
Sounding gently stirring beats
Carrying harmony with serenity
Where idyllic time completes
Skinny bags of gloopiness
Wobbling all about
Hung upon a scaffolding
Flexible and stout
A frail bagful of systems
Maintaining daily use
Dancing with the toxins
Of avoidable abuse
Our seamless live container
With surprising ways and means
A hospital of action heroes
Until misfortune intervenes
A moulded frame of masterwork
In plans of sculpted code
Reformed by timed amendments
Letting substitutes explode
Keeping one’s head above water
In the rapids of turbulent life
Taking the lumps, accepting the bumps
Carrying on despite all the strife
Of journeys bravely embarked on
When all’s said and done looking back
It’s not what you found when you got there
But the lack of a map keeping track
Getting there’s just a part of the story
Returning can seem far too far
If you find you don’t know the best way to go
You might as well stay where you are
Warm beginnings cold departures
In-betweens become resigned
Expectations while we waited
Never paying too much mind
Endings unpredicted reached
Somehow shockingly arrived
Unusual destinations found
Where other visions thrived
Keeping going lacking choices
Looking back with humble eyes
As the natural was all we had
To manufacture our disguise
