Tweedle-Dee
and Tweedle-Dum
are neither dumb, nor dee
That’s just what we call them
based on what we see
Labels and judgments
are only perceptions
stacked and codified
Release, let go of what you know
Set recognition free
joy, bliss, singing, dancing
and giggled phrases
all iron the soul smooth
essential indulgence builds
anti-gravity states of being
shuffled by divine grace
So, on this red-letter day
let red infuse you
with the energy of vital spirit
let cheerful readiness
soften the wrinkles
in your plans
Gimme some of that
“Joy juice”
That Spirit stuff
that flows throughout
and permeates our Is-ness
I feel it, I know it
when I think of
the Divine…
like the goofy video
of somebody’s folks
doing sillies with verve
the joy went viral in me
riding wave after wave
of sympathetic synapses
sparking empathetic aha’s
until I was literally awash
in new ideas
……
though new each time,
it is a classic process
initially sparked by grace
epiphany