Phil knows the way
Knows the path, knows the trail,
Knows the shortcuts, the subtle lay lines
Phil the vanguard,
Phil the scout,
Without Phil the journey is aimless
Without Phil the mission is mindless,
Wandering through hostile territory dangerous without his guidance
Phil the mind, the intellect, the unspoken guide
Phil leads by intelligent design
Leads the bear body corporeal
Leads the childlike wandering heart
Leads the threefold tribe through urban jungle
Through man-made labyrinth back to natural state
Back to Source
Back to the old ways
Back to where it all begins
And will always return
“the threefold tribe”…fucking love this line…love the whole piece. I want to hear so many of these spoken as, I am sure, they were meant to be…how you conceived of it as you wrote it. I love the flow, I love the images…just love the whole piece – I saw the painting in my head immediately. The marriage of the natural and the urban embraces/dances, one with the other, in this piece. Thank you for it.