
sadness lodged
in my being
as I sit, forlorn,
on the couch
for no apparent
reason
other than life on this planet
a dimension which seems to celebrate
duality
and the heart knows
it must find its way
back to
that native place
which engenders every particle
of the universe
home…
my couch and I
sit amidst wild greenery
springing up all around
us
in this window-filled
side room
profuse, wayward
green growth
can perhaps
offer
a solace
in its earth
connection
the three year old
wanders in
dampened paper
cloth in
hand
and, as I look on
he proceeds
of his own volition
to wipe
delicate and attentive
the rim of the chair
window and sliding glass
door
table and floor
he is helping mommy clean
and I feel a solace
relief floods
contentment arises
he has helped with more than just
cleaning
Annie Kiyonaga
2002
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