"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Poem: Simple Goodness


The simplest of nature's gifts set something
ringing, singing in the depths of myself;
greens picked fresh from one's own garden,
washed clean of dust and the tracks of bugs,
tossed together with herbs, vinegar and oil;
vibrantly green peas, snapped from the vine
and shelled as I stand in the morning light,
popped into my mouth and bitten into with a smile,
so healthful the body sighs, relaxes and begs for more.

Strawberries, scarlet with that precious pointed chin
and their green caps sitting high upon the head,
hiding beneath the ever arching leaves,
 two together nestled into straw, peeking out,
waiting for a child to come running down the dewy path
and pluck them for the morning's treat.

And honey!
Oh sweet blessing of our friends the bees,
thick and warm as a slow kiss,
so bursting with golden light and sweetness
as to make our eyes close and time to stop
as we hum with pleasure and blossom into smiles;
holding the amber goodness gently upon the tongue
our every breath becomes a prayer.


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