Happiness 2-13
galloping and galloping
galloping and galloping
walking away from what no longer serves you
becoming a light house
out on the balcony the morning after
clouds talking
a room with a chair
knowing that whatever choice you make will result in the same door opening.
ready for tea;
high up on the mast;
the moon starting to bloom.
on the other side of the fence;
sounds of chuckling;
scratching in soft earth for food.
turning over a new leaf;
the lines on your palm;
joining the parade.
ready to play;
the rich soil of compost;
entering the crystal ball.
still water;
burrowing under the pillows;
the sound of drums from the other side of the mountain.
looking behind the bark;
where the river meets the sea;
waking in an arbor of red roses.
hidden from view;
with a lion on the mountain-top;
white geese in a gray sky.
the sound of the bells;
the wind rising;
scratching the surface.
seeing your destination in the distance; three ravens quothing; surrounded by sparklers.
the moon on a stick; under the wing of a chicken; honey-sweet.
an ancient spiral; heading north from the river; your penthouse filled with orchids.
a foggy morning; lost in the corn maze; your court jester bringing you tea.
inventing the brick; grace under pressure; playing with peacocks.
serenity; breaking the mold; dancing till dawn.
a new carpet; leading the way through the crowd; baby rabbits.