A Poem a Day 2015 (23): Mindfulness

Well, I busted my aim to write a poem a day for the month of January. I ran out of brain juice at the weekend, but never mind! I was just reading an article on acting your shoe size, not your age, which sounds a good idea to me. Being silly should never be underrated. So here's a poem about that. Cheers.

Mindfulness

Being here

In this moment

See the finer details

Etched on a flickering leaf

Hearing the plaintive song

Of a blackbird bobbing

Steal a second to listen

To the things inside

Beneath all this humming

This chase of noise

Creep into the silence

Like a waking child

Take the path once lost

The way of rainbows

Painted on a canvas

Of drizzling rain

Here it lies

The secret

This way of peace

In a trivial thing

A momentary flowering

An ache

A cry

A laugh

Where life shakes itself up

Marvel at the rich colours

Rushing to be seen

Interweaving evergreen

Where the dust has blown

Shapes upon the wind

Like snowflakes spinning

Gossamer petals flying to

This arch in the sky

Dripping translucent

To trip across the horizon

Laughing in the face of it all

And so to sleep

Eager to reawake

With the secret

To being free.

copyright Vickie Johnstone