Happiness 2-1
the peculiar pleasure of feeling puzzled
the peculiar pleasure of feeling puzzled
quietly walking on stars
reaching the shore at last
the many pleasures of playing chess on a cake.
the intriguing conversation with flowers while waiting for the big appointment
discovering what the two most intersting keys might unlock
plenty of comings and goings
loving the elegance and the beauty of the microcosm
pausing by the edge of the sky
one windy morning we set out for the dock …
clouds talking
feeling an inner glow
seeing your mother flying toward you
brimming over
enticed into a magic portal into world of light
the cliff still caressed, stroked, and softened
finding your star and following it
meeting at a secret rendezvous in a faraway place.
memories etched in black on gold