Fertile Heart
A seed of light
sits fertile in his heart
It's life cycle
nano-seconds long
Inner Peace
Filled up with her own countenance
appearances were all that mattered
Always and ever, though
is a long time
Eventually,
she sprang a leak
and let go of impressing people
Her emptiness was
full of possiblities
The prospect of inner peace
a promise kept
Clear (or Watch Out for that Sign!)
I fell upon a sign one day
after much prayer
meditation and contemplation
In the middle of the path
I'd just made before
where it had not been
And, so it was clear
in meaning and purpose
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My heart is grateful
for clear guidance
Wooly Gifts
On tippie-toe
daintily trudging
Through little mounds
of wooly thyme
The nose is delighted
fresh, shaving cream fresh
Aromatic bouquet
wafts and wages peace
on the troubled senses
Sleeping Rhinoceros
There was this
sleeping rhinoceros
In the middle of the path
twitching in dream
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I'd heard of letting
sleeping dogs lie
So, I turned back
and found a different way…
Big Stuff
Little rooster
thought he was big stuff
When he crowed awake
the world,
his feathers fluffed and jiggly
Thing is,
he really was big stuff then and when
he was pecking around in the mud
for his sustenance
