Thursday, 29 January 2015

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.


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

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