Day Prose

Thank you for this beautiful dream, oh GOD
The morning birds
Singing, they greet me
The life of flower, fruit, mountain and bee
Leaves of purple, gold or pine
With artist’s brush
Some powdered white
In confectioners sugared branches

The rivers that run wild
Their torrents of grace
Laugh like following, canine companions
In a niche
There’s an entire grove
Filled with sweet oranges
We can eat all we want
Know the divine
That draws not a dragon’s breath

The spotless lady knows the way
And is there
Even in those that fear her
Who with angry thoughts
Do not want to know
The Knower’s plan
It is something good
To teach all humans
When we startle awake
Arising from where we fell
On bruised and bent knees

Oh world meant to serve
To remind us of Eden
And the Fullness of Being
Oh life’s marvelous Mystery complete
The day we return to Her
Finally opening our eyes
We will also remember
All suffering and sadness
Undone

The day we return to Eden