|Six month old granddaughter and I spent many shared meditative moments in the back yard.|
Sometimes, I sat with you
within the noisy silence of laughing
trees, their rustling leaves tickled by the wind,
waving at us, approving the scene
of loud, happy birds singing to the sun,
paralyzed lizards staring at our movement,
as our eyes beamed love that interlocked
creating smiles for no reason,
except that there we were.
Sometimes, I'd wonder about you,
absorbing earthly images creating
wordless thoughts, replacing
blank memories with an awakening
into this dream of life called real.
Sometimes, sadly, unliving the moment,
my mind wandered from the magic
of that intimate, beautiful present.
Told me I may be happier elsewhere,
other things, the ones I've identified,
wanted, dreamed, or already experienced
as comfortable cocoon of habit.
Now I smile, grateful
for the gift of you,
for the wise flow
that created, allowed
for our shared time
which in spite of my flighty mind,
(Submitted to Dverse Poets.)
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