~Raking~
Gather all your
Good thoughts
Around you,
Like russet leaves
On an autumn day.
Lie in them,
Enjoy their vibrant,
Musty presence;
Like an old tent
On a camping trip.
Look up
As you lie back
And breathe in
The aching blue
Awareness of sky
With clouds of
Soft remembrance.
Feel the
Delicate lace
Of time brushing
Across your cheeks
With the whisper
Of a breeze on
A sea of grass.
Release your
Balloons of concern
Into an open canopy
Of smiling, sunlit sky.
Trailing each string
Of worry,
They will rise and vanish
Before eve is nigh.
You are provided for
In a will
You cannot read.
Remember this truth
Is the beginning of
A brand new seed.
MEBH/@Copyright 9/98
