Made of overt color
capable of startling nourishment
through the retina
Banging on the door
of ability to perceive
It literally rocked stable concepts
with inexplicable aplomb
and a spattering of stutters
in shades of gray
——————–
Fed until staggering
by colors and hues
so vibrant, so thick
The taste of them
makes my cheeks curl
Ah, abundance of Autumn!
Fortunate folly:
She tripped on her thoughts
fell into a pile of epiphanies
and awoke into enlightenment
“Aha!”
One time is all it takes
to awaken to enlightenment
After that, one can only nap
no more going
completely unconscious
Monkey stopped
sweet potato in hand
along the way
Paused in awe
poised upon a big rock
(A finer vista on the boulder)
to view the sunset with gratitude
And raised the tuber
in silent, respectful
homage and thanks
Once inside the mind
of every human
the paths are tricky
and somewhat convoluted
Yet there is an aura
a sweet, sweet smell
that reminisces of the long, cool drink
at the Well of Life…
Charged by the people
that he meets and greets
He’s a cosmic cheerleader
an ear with a heart
A friend to the friendless
A light at the door
A young man with an old soul
Words of encouragement
a smile in the heart
with tender hearted caring
Embodying service
on the high watch
in success or defeat
Gratitude…
(In honor of our friend – Dean, at the co-op)
Once, when the blue tulip bloomed
a little caterpillar awoke to the sunrise
and raised half his many legs in greetings
A salute of honor
A silent acknowledgement
of the nurturing warmth
Gratitude requires no words
It is an exercise of the heart
