The Blind Spur
Open in a vessel
Music from above
Blue rain pours gratitude.
On the grass
Where the geese crow in harmony
As humans walk by
Breathing when one
Goose strays to cross the street-
Draws a blank
Not knowing where love comes from
Not looking both ways-
Splat – A buzzard drags the
Goose to the grass
The geese bellow, grieve
While the buzzard fills his tummy
The next day,
The flowers bloom sapphire blue.
The sun pours love and light into
The vessel
The birds chirp a call of the wild.
The vessel fills with light and love,
Breaks away from the past
With an abundance of geese, ducks and chicks
Horse drawn carriages stand ready.
Light in the vessel reciprocates the love
To all beings suffering on the planet
It gives hope, food, money, and new friends
A miraculous day it’s been
Love is everywhere
Under the couch, on the table,
In the doorway, the foyer, the wooden houses,
The caves, the rain forest, the mountaintop
-Elizabeth West Versalie
Boynton Beach, FL