The lizard lifts high on his legs
and sprints alongside your bike.
His pointed nose and yellow stripes blur,
as he churns up the dust.
The raven swoops low
over your shoulder.
Her wings say whoosh, whoosh
as she breaks open the sky.
The water spider
skates on an invisible membrane.
His Martian shadow
dances among stones.
The wild lilac
bobs in the breeze.
Her sweet scent lures all
into her fragrant realm.
In every moment
The Beloved’s souls
as they run, fly,
dance and infuse,
invite us to play.
But the mind sits
by the chain-link fence,
arms crossed,
mouth a jagged crease,
claiming dominion
over the playground.
You believe him
and believe him
until one day
a butterfly lands on your shoulder,
flutters her wings
and you lift an inch off the ground.
Suddenly,
you claim the playground,
right now,
the whole damn thing,
as your own.
With an effervescent smile
you hopscotch
all the way home.
This delicious post comes to me as I am walking my dog on the school playground. He rolls in one of the very few patches of grass and thoroughly delights in the experience. I love these words, Leslie, and I love and appreciate you so much.
I was on that bike seeing all that you saw, feeling the higher playfulness in soul we all aim to have. Thanks for leading me in the higher way. It was childlike, full of joy. You have a simple, yet expansive way with words. ?
Pure bliss for my psyche…
See you in a couple of weeks! I’ll message you when I get to SF!
Can’t wait to see you,
Love you
Love this !!! Where have these postings been – miss them – another book coming perhaps??
~ A D O R E ~!!!
So delightful. Thank you!
I especially in-joyed how the flowing breezy imagery is abruptly interrupted with “the whole damn thing”…to claim or not to claim indeed!
Thank you all for your lovely comments. I’m happy you enjoyed this offering that came through during a recent bike ride. 🙂
Lesley, somehow I missed this one! It is so joyful! After Joy’s message and her effervescent spirit yesterday, it is even more poignant and perfect. The mind always cheers for the wrong team and never seems to learn how often it loses — how can we remember that more often?