Vine Flower
You choose the palette
and your hands paint the picture
of the world in which you live
The inner is reflected in the outer
If you trust the divine
to express itself
it will show its colors
like a vine flower opening
In bowing your head to the ground
you can see each grain of sand
become a universe of brilliant stars
Beacons that gather the light of each soul
and reflect it back a thousand fold
With a single eye
you can see infinity
in a field of spring grass
shimmering in waves of
golden green light
With an intake of breath
you can smell the March breeze
as it arrives with undertones
of moist earth and sap
And you ask yourself
Is there anything that rivals
the joy of new life
releasing itself?
In these moments
of caught awareness
I rejoice with a world
that is constantly praising the divine
Unheeding of any audience
it sings on
And I join for a moment
it’s audacious Sound