this room is a river
of your imagination
make it sing tall as a cathedral
make it boom as loud as firecrackers
make your fingers blue with music
be the refrain of the song
better yet, be the song
be the book's prologue
be the story
be the poem
be the kite of children's watercolor wishes
be the candlelight
be the softball of change
be the mustard seed of charity
be the flower of forgiveness
be the garden of butterflies & fireflies
be the forest of lost & wandering things
be the dandelion among the sunflowers
be the thunderbolt of storms
be the raindrop on empty fishpond
be the curious fish
be the green in the blue lake
be the womb of dying stars
be the hands who prepares the bread
be the spice whistling in the pot
be the wine of your fruit harvest
be the black bold ink on canvas
becoming you
can be the ripple, step, fold, click, wrinkle
or it can be boundless leaps to the sea edge
of your imagination
be
Peony@EveryAmazing
Well I can go on forever. If you want to add a line or two in the comments, feel free to do so.
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Meet the Bar with Chant Poetry hosted by Bjorn Rudberg. Thanks for your comments.
