
opening windows let in the air
take your time when climbing stairs
mother may I, may not say
checking mirrors for a few more grays
forever here and ever not
letting thoughts come full stop
to live by the moments
awed by the details
exquisit entangling
the mystery of experience
each unique facet
purposefully exposing
the perspective of belief
in multimemensional
colors, sounds, shapes
squeeling, a joyful noise
yes! I am amazed
at the complexity
as simple as this room
and as vast as the outer space
there is so much more to love
and so much less to hate
I couldn't agree with you more, and your imaginative approach to the subject makes the piece thought-provoking, as well as enjoyable.
Write ON!!
xOx Phyllis xOx
overlook or don't wish to see what is truthful. Great poem.
Always,
Deborah
Starman
wonderful lines very well conceived.
Budd