In the company of the Muse
and a troupe of her affiliates
(or is it her initiates?)
the air vibrates with enthusiasm
creative epiphanies sparking
in the air like mini-lightning
—
One session – a jolt from the starter
revved up for a daytrip of ideas
—
Regular gatherings
keep the engines running
on a symbiotic think fuel
and maintained by heart mechanics
Babies are babies
no matter what animal
And the cuteness factor
quadruples the chances
for adults to emerge
The innocence of beginner’s mind
is open and attractive
And the pristine thought patterns
quadruple the chances
for inspiration to be sparked
Have you ever noticed…
Through the corner of your eye
or the edge of your hearing
without an inkling of a cause
except the tiniest tug in the gut
???
There on the periphery of perception
some truths lie in wait
ever since pushed out of focus
on some long ago forgotten date
In an obscure attempt
to adjust with more accuracy
the lenses with a twist of fate
Else, guarding, in a simple
pursuit of happiness
and fed by delusions of denial
or other coping mechanisms
—
Those there – tickling
the edges of our awareness
Embrace the tell, turn on the truth
and step into all of you…
I wonder…
Is enlightenment
like popcorn…?
One moment,
I’m this hard, sunny seed
Then, POP…
I’m full bloom enlightened?
If so, turn up the heat!
