a lullaby for the cosmos…

I have been puttering at painting lately

In the evenings

Swirling things

Playful dreams

Just because.

I think I should try my hand, my brush,

At an elephant and a lotus blossom 

A morning is a funny thing,

Sort of where it begins

And how.

Why does this thought take hold

And not another.

I send a wish through sleepy eyes

Crawl out from the covers,

Sometimes begrudgingly

Usually with a note of what will come next

And, it does come next.

Those morning moments unfold

One beyond another..

Coffee, but not too much

A candle flame warms the darkness, but not too much

A zebra pen pauses over an empty savannah, but not for too long.

Lemonade and lotus blossoms..

I can’t quite stop thinking of them

Lotus blossoms and lemonade

They’re just there is all

In my wanderings, and they sound so lyrical together

Tart yellow citrus and a hearty flower

…the blossoming of enlightenment 

Mostly, I like the song they sing together 

But, I shall keep them close this day to see if they have another gift.

Everything becomes a piece of music to me

I’m not certain why

Nevertheless, I am grateful 

For the rock and the jazz, the country and the classical 

I love it all…

Today is Thorsday 

The day of Thor

Which sets me to conjuring a realm

Full of mythos and legend 

I cross the rainbow bridge

And climb into the world tree

I love that image

Of a world tree

With roots and branches reaching in every direction

So much farther than I could ever see

Home to an infinitude of life

Nearly unfathomable to me

Yet, I try to fathom it.

A gentle smile comes over me

As I imagine so many animals

From tiny to enormous 

Gentle giants and busy scurriers 

I suspect humans are the scurriers.

Have you ever watched an elephant

Listening to Beethoven

Played on a piano 

In wide open spaces..

How I would dearly love to spend my days in such a way as that

Making beautiful music for elephants 

How worthy…of time..

Imagine..zillions of elephants 

Living in the world tree

Swaying peacefully 

To the sounds of Moonlight Sonata 

The whole tree rocking with them

And, all the little ones 

Drifting to sleep

Under a midnight sun 

And a noontime moon

In the protective embrace 

Of the mighty world tree

…a lingering lullaby

For the whole cosmos…

suzanne❤️

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ellie894 January 30, 2020