Daisy met a mud puddle
and turned into a Happy Cerberus,
able to see the past, the future and the glorious now
with a shake of her head.
“All is play,” she said.
Daisy met a mud puddle
and turned into a Happy Cerberus,
able to see the past, the future and the glorious now
with a shake of her head.
“All is play,” she said.
A large span of wings passes overhead.
I feel the shadow and look up.
It is only a butterfly.
and everything is changed.
small lizards stare.
curious,
they approach.
tiny feet walk across my text,
teaching me more than the words.
I give thanks for the reptilian brain.
We are all evoLved.
She grabbed me and said:
“You can’t live here anymore,
YOU CAN”T LIVE HERE ANYMORE.”
and so I don’t.
I live Here, instead.
(thank you)
The steps of the courthouse are covered in caterpillars.
The caterpillars on the courthouse steps move swifter than those inside.
Stepped over and stepped upon we all struggle toward justice.
The arc is long, the step is high.
Still, someday we will fly.