Even in the desert of thought
when all seems darkly wrought,
there is a choice whether
to bloom or not.
To take those shades
and paint peaceful accolades,
is to realize our garden's
colorful cascades.
To shimmer your radiance
allowing your soul to dance
is to be in always bloom
a fragrant lotus in global womb.
Whatever the tune, the storm or floor,
come what may, you are always
that ever-evolving ever-eternal more.
mj 10.23.17 poem
when all seems darkly wrought,
there is a choice whether
to bloom or not.
To take those shades
and paint peaceful accolades,
is to realize our garden's
colorful cascades.
To shimmer your radiance
allowing your soul to dance
is to be in always bloom
a fragrant lotus in global womb.
Whatever the tune, the storm or floor,
come what may, you are always
that ever-evolving ever-eternal more.
mj 10.23.17 poem
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