Bathing in the pond of forgiveness
near the meadow
out beyond right and wrong
There is no other peace
like immersing self
in those still waters
Birds chirping overhead
warmth of the loving sun
ready to enfold me
like a babe in arms
Soft fertile Earth
ready to foster
and nurture new growth
softened by my salty tears
and seeded by my timid smiles
Golden ruffles
on the edges of his personality
Outward expressions
of the thick vein within
The shadow of his profile
for purpose of contrast
describe a thin man
while his golden aura
shines bright and true
The rich man rests for a moment only
on the hot throne of gold and jewels
before he takes off again
Unique Spirit’s expression
embodied as man…
Remember in deep summer
when the bees buzzed
and the heat held you pillowed
in the teeming meadow
and the lavender labyrinth?
This crisp chill
and watered sunlight
with staccato litany
of crunchy steps
and lonesome bird calls
is the other side of that
Now is the opportunity
to remember
the warmth within…
Intense imaginations
sandwiched between tepid
actions of rote
Neutral in charge
yet forward in movement
The spicy spark
fuel from the soul
powers every step
each movement
Toward building solid foundations
‘neath the castles of our dreams
The choice arises new each day
between the busy and sleepy eyes
amid sullied plans of yesterday
and expectant visions of tomorrow
Nestled softly among decisions plenty
disguised as a subtle choice with no face
the either/or of it lost to better minds
so it is oftimes overlooked
Sometimes gratitude or love
will produce response – awakening awareness
In that moment choice is made
as a gentle shifting of the heart
a quickening of the spirits dance
whereupon a stepping into alive
brightens the countenance
One grey day
when even the shadows
were dull and listless
He noticed a suspicious sparkle
out the side of his perceptions
He discovered the prismatic
rainbow colors
lurking on the periphery
Playing hide and seek
with his consciousness
“Come out, come out,
wherever you are!”
