Spontaneous inspiration overtook
the overlooked corners of our psyche
awakening the inner jukebox
There’s a lightness to the step
of the person who is kept
on toes of celebration
of joyous conversation
Yes….!
as a child, he depended upon
hanging on tenuous hooks
prepared for fun and silliness
unmitigated play amongst
heaps of adult minefields
the knowing piled up high
in his gut of guts
no matter what
the insidious circumstances
there was the rock of his father’s love
tethered and bonded in an ocean of emotion
as a man, there exists calm fortitude
while they grow softly closer
in age, maturity, and wisdom
even while physical distance gaps
growing space separates with a padding of love
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!