Becoming a human being…
A process of unfoldment
that is always self-fulfilled
In every moment
like a lotus prophecy
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					As the old man
looked at the “problem”
once again with the eyes of a child
All of creation
circled around
to facilitate
the moment’s miracle
• • •
 
The elder instills wisdom
Still within
even as the busy mind
monkeys around with knowledge
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					The festive colors mixed
waving like flags
awakened visual excitement
Layers of green and multi-flowers
stacked and interspersed
as if dozens of gypsy wagons
were somehow captured and coagulated
vertically 
into one riotous and celebratory
structure of eclectic joy
• • •
 
I stood there enraptured
certain I had ascended
and unsure how to breathe
				
					
			
					
				
															
					
					Oh Joy!
Another completion
Another beginning
With but a tiny rest between
The days – the daze
They keep arriving
The variation in flavor only
The endless waves
On a seashore of love
Commence once and ever
Over and over
May as well dig bare toes
Into wet sand
And lick salty lips 
in soft breezes