Prismatic Recollection
(How Did I Feel?)
Did I find the little secret behind
the myth about man’s lost heart—
the Easter Bunny’s ecliptic story
cut across the revolving equator,
Santa’s full sleigh just beyond
the shortest day’s quilted darkness,
a rainbow’s prismatic raindrop as
it splits sunlight into wavelengths—
even within a distant star’s light
as a wonder inside Orion’s belt.
With a sincerity a little joy erupts
where celebration of my spirit is
released, a slippered nobility
that slides beyond, into a knowing
cathedral where awe arrives
within divinity’s higher states.
To experience every solstice,
equinox, or light’s transformation
into the spectrum that ignites
the total being; not just the eye,
for within this wonder is constant
truth’s changing spheres behind
our simple tactile experiences:
The same cosmic dance inside
our breath and blood offers life
a lit pulse within love’s pursuits.
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notes:
© RH Peat 1/28/2012 10:40pm
Form 2 decenelles & 1 sestet 26 lines
In response: To Dorothy’s question
How did you feel…there was no…
and it was a “white lie”?
Hey, this is also a good read from the bottom up! Dorothy...and Not the One from OZ...Singing Still