Poem

The light of the world

Poems are like miracles. The joy of writing- when the letters turn into words that I wasn’t aware of a second ago- is like drops of water with a taste of chocolate.

I hope you enjoy reading it.

You know, God with a big G- it has a J and also Yay.

It prefers to live with the Hey, and when I try to stop because I have something to say, it tells me to add more of those cute letters like the K.

That ONE- it won you know. It is written long ago.

I thought- because I am not so down- that this book has been and done.

I could swear that I have seen it all happening just not too long ago-

but they told me, no.

What do you mean, no?

It is happening now. How could it be that I missed that show?

It is that private universe, I tell ya all.

But…, why is that old goof story still going on? The light and the dark, oh my, oh my, so serious, you know, but why?

 I mean, life is so good! I am planning my next one..

And yes, I’ll probably have to make my case and promise promises, and maybe even barter something for something to someone to let me come to the right place at the right time- my choosing of course- at least one more time,

Please, I’ll take them all! But I know better… so, just one more time or nine- that’s all.

Once in a while, I feel the itch to play like the big J which is really a Yay, to leave it all behind and start walking, but nay. 

Not so interested in something as big as the Yay, after all, I am just an E and a She. And instead I just mutter a sweet curse, yes indeed, to the ones who makes me think of living my sweet spot, my private universe, it’s a shame.

(and if something doesn’t rhythm- take it to the big game)

You see, I closed that book and because I did, I want everyone to do it too.

You and you, and you.

And then I remember that G is for Grace and for Glow, and there is no real Goal so just Grow. 

let it be- cause after all, the turtle will get there too, even if it needs a tow.

Yes, turtle island, get moving. You are so slow.