Happiness 10-11
reflections in a train window
reflections in a train window
entering the room and sensing the hush.
kicking up your heels under the yellow poplars.
Fear turning to awe as the light nears.
kissing her fingertips; great stone lions on the gateposts; arriving on time.
nuzzling the donkey’s nose; “Thirteen Conversations about One Thing”; a strange October light.
the old rose tree filled with sparrows; raising the tent; meeting for the first time.
coming across two golden seagulls; struck by an idea; dancing to a snake charmer’s flute.
seeking ancient wisdom; the hidden door opening into the secret garden; being fascinated.
writing a letter on the softest paper; merrily driving on the open road; the story of the color indigo.
planting the painted fern; the pleasure of company; singing for your supper.
reaching for the brass ring; a mountain erupting; the steps covered in rose petals.
the long walk through the woods to meet up at the old oak tree; bicycling the African continent; entering through the emerald gates.
sunshine pouring through diamond-pane windows; shedding the skin; Chachani and Fatima volcanoes in Peru.
the coyotes barking on the hill; keeping a steady pace; honoring the ancestors.
entering through the spider web; joining links in a tiny gold chain; the heart of the matter.
your arms as long as moonbeams to hug someone far away; students; biking through the vineyards.
the old apple cider press; mist rising; turning the key to the door of the dollhouse and entering.
discovering a sage in the middle of the desert; eating six pomegranate seeds; nestled on the back of a sea eagle as it flies.
a talking spider; the fan fluttering; rainbows in the sand as the waves wash out.
a stairway made of opal; walking inside a painting; writing a poem all night long.
uncovering the ancient scythe in the field; the tenderest moment of all; lost behind a curtain of yellow leaves.