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
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