(Written a few years back)
everyone needs a soft place to land
and as we head in this downward fashion
toward that which embraces and muffles
the fall
we find
domicile that encircles and rejoices in our homecoming
vast meadow that
buzzes
with an awakening spring
flowers and bees
birds and trees
whirling and dancing to
nature's exquisite
syncopation
cityscape which exudes activity
of another kind
but no less poignant
in its hustle and bustle
of human endeavor
oceanic vistas of unimaginable
breadth and depth
containing a universe
of aquatic beauty and
fluency
innumerable stars above
evincing a cosmos
that dances and sings
to the beat of that same
tempo
indicated by
buzzing bee and hummingbird
darting among and partaking in
floral array
and
the skipping child who delights in a new day
and finally and most pivotally
the great heart
that calls to you
and indicates
the constant home you have
within
pure consciousness
that is one and the same with
all that is
so
find that pillow fragrant
with the scent of
lavender and rose
that expanse that softens
the landing
and is happy
in your arrival
for
everyone needs
a soft place
to land
Annie Kiyonaga