To the Spirits of Saints and Sages of All Time, and to All that is Good in the Universe:
- I am your empty dance hall –
Fill me with your music; whirl and waltz as you will.
- I am your summer carnival –
“Step right up” to childish musings; ride my coasters and carousels.
- I am your mountain of fire –
Raise up your molten Truth; let your exuberance erupt through me.
- I am your Canterbury feast –
Be seated at my comedic offering; devour me that I may become you.
- Alas, I am your Universe and you are mine –
Let’s hopscotch together upon twinkling stars and ride erudite moonbeams into the Knowing, and God shall smile upon our unrestrained exultation and the bells of Heaven shall ring!
© 2008
LOVE it! Such a creative approach!! Rich with joie de vivre and you somehow managed to create a color and light show — a veritable carnival — in under l3 lines {hope I counted right). A m a z i n g!!
Thank you so much for sharing this. After reading it, I feel all the more honored by your approval of “Battlefield, Night.” It was very kind of you to take the time to
comment. You made my day!
<3 ‘Pea’ <3