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