Happiness 1-10
clouds talking
clouds talking
a room with a chair
imagining how Pandora must have felt
enticed into a magic portal into world of light
finding your star and following it
meeting at a secret rendezvous in a faraway place.
dreaming like a cozy rabbit in a warm burrow.
gazing down at the world
looking deeply into the color of her eyes
going all the way to the end and then turning the corner
left high and dry with little to say
pieces of marzipan delighting you.
emerging through the tiniest portal into a larger one to become who you always were.
wanting so much to be whittled
unsealing the fountain at last
light coming from within the mountains
turning to hear a different voice
celebrating the marvelous mystery of corn
starting over again from the beginning
plenty of loving cups
noticing shapes, lines, and the significance of a triangle.
branching out into new ways of connecting