I settle on my zafu
poised as the Presence
of a world displayed –
a world whose appearance
is wholly dependent upon
the sensory capacity
here, yet without location
I marvel that after turning up
for more than 300 mornings,
pen-in-hand and heart-at-the-ready,
words still spill themselves
out of the silent emptiness
on the other side of thought
as fresh and fecund as on day
There is no author here –
my authorship could never sustain such
freshness for even a fortnight.
I’d bore myself to tears and quickly move on.
Wild wideawakeness is simply singing
to itself in the mirror.
A small hand
holding an old-fashioned Waterman fountain pen
scribbles the opening libretto:
Everywhere I look
laid out in luscious
I’m cracking up at the audacity when out of nowhere a gleeful chorus pipes up:
It’s a new dawn
it’s a new day
it’s a new life for Me
and I’m feelin’ good!*
[Never will you meet such an unapologetic narcissist!]
*from Feeling Good, by Peter Schick
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Thank you dear Paul. I’m quite overcome by so many generous unsolicited nominations for Blog Awards, both here and over at http://thisunlitlight.com.
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Love ~ ml