I am a bite sized piece
A momentum of contemplate
Long and slow
Not desperate but calculate
Envisioned
Whilst remaining
A bitter enemy
Of the elaborately ornate,
Consumed and consumer,
Wasted by a miracle
Of engineered ingenious
And needlessly desired.
Tag: miracle
A Miracle (day 2164)
Little did you know
I crawled the same line
Wood chipped path
And a miracle to get me there
Herb spirals and stepping stones
With a blind man
Who can take me home
And a deaf lover
Who can write my song.
Heart & Soul (day 1779)
When I crawled to the edge of a forever span
I got so close to a miracle
I laid my nose right down to the stone
And breathed in the dirt that was my heart and soul
When I reached so high from the up most top
My mind was scorching in an unbent sky
With rainbows and eagles far below
I was a full thought in a twinkling eye
When I caused each leaf to rock and sway
From an ebb and flow in my very glow
I sent my prana to behold the world
To return double-fold, with such secrets that’d never been told.
Wreaths (day 1665)
I am a miracle
And I cannot step outside.
I’ve corrected the long lines
Falling over my wreaths,
Hallowed and routed
And cornered
And fed yule-tide with eggnog.
So there’s that.
I’ve forgotten about snow.