AT THE EXCHANGE

Um,I got the rain you ordered; did you get my mostly-sunny?
There must be a place to exchange such gifts;
a gathering of women with windblown hair and becalmed sailors;
brides with soggy sunsets
hoping to find someone
willing to swap for some clear air
 if they throw in a shore dinner.

Moisture

There is a constant mist made of little drops of kindness
 falling on us so lightly
that we are unaware of it
as we swim in the oceans
made thus far by this humanity,
 one touch, one smile, one motion at a time.

Twitter/ Facebook Version:
a mist made of kindness,
 falling so lightly,
we,
unaware,
swim the oceans made by our humanity.

Okay... .

There are days when your mind is brilliantly clear.












Yes.









Actually, that's every day you don't add in your own doubtish fog.

ways

A tree never grows from a single branch,
a river never flows directly to the sea. 
The way forward will be filled with changes, 
streams of dreams and 
never seen ideas.

Difference

The difference:
Hesitation- You fear cracking an egg will make a mess.
Waiting: the breads are in the oven.

Every experience is a doorway.
Some have hidden handles.
Some no handles at all.
Those open themselves to you.
But you must knock, knock, knock knock until they answer.

Wavering

No destination is always clearly seen, every sailor finds the way lost. 
Remember:
What is precious and beyond price does not mean without cost.

Bottom of the Cup

The dream mind asks "Is this the sky or water?
How far is up? 
A tree or is it tea leaves in the bottom of a cup?"

Shh. Let the day drift some. 
Shh. The answers will come floating up
....or down.

Our Travails

The commuter clenched,












his fist against his brow,





his train late
3 minutes now,


barely breathing,

turns to his paper,
reading how

the woman walked


twenty days

carrying 3

barely breathing
babies.

Mist

No destination is always clearly seen, every sailor finds the way lost.

 

Remember:

What is precious and beyond price does not mean without cost.

Wait a Minute

Give the whiningchildmind no attention. 
 There may be a tantrum near your left ear,
 but it will stop in about a minute
then you can discuss life
with your reality brain.

Wow1

Do today as if you didn't know it was coming.
 You'll spend your time remembering
 your sense of wonder.

one

We cannot tell which one word
 will start a revolution
 or open the most closed minds.
We do know with silence two things will occur;
 either nothing
or
the worst we can imagine.

Center Stage

Sing first to the people in the last rows.
 Dance so the highest balcony sees your smallest turn.
 Hold the world up in both your hands
and give it the sweetest kiss.

Onethese

 
1these2voices3Xrang4th4peace.no1 else heard, thus I am those 2voices and U now number5 #joenation

Silent Light

I used to think light was always silent, but it drums up with cymbals crashing some days. Yes?


Or plays a cello made high note for as long as I can breathe out.


Or is quiet, yes. Yes.


I have no preference.

Plainly Different

You and I

don't see the same world



or the world in the same way.



Lucky thing that.



If we did,



there would be no music



and



the walls of all museums



would be bare.

No Net Needed

Wordthoughts are wildbirds in trees,
you may not even see them, but you can hear their song.
 Sh!


Poems are glimpses of golden fish,
 just on the surface of your green green mind.
 Oo!Ah! Oo!