Stepping out of the dark wood
where dappled fronds hide
tucked away between falls and rock
……………………………………………………
Stepping into meadow rich
green and flowers
butterflies and birds
A gurgling stream somewhere
near the pond with sunning rock
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Thus, begins an inner journey…
There’s a mystery
surrounding the question
Of its origin, its destination
And so, she sat
with the what if’s
until her head was spinning
Yet always her heartbeat was steady
Inspired by blurred wings
of jeweled and joyous hummingbird
and the languid lurch
of true and intrepid turtle
My heart travels
at its own speed
as I journey through
spicy and bland
juicy and dry
And even when I stomp out
the sparks of fiery controversy
infecting my peaceful brain
Upon quiet self reflection
in the silence of his quiet mind
He knew his inner value
the truth of his true self
It was good when he remembered that
in the rushing around of his day