Friday, April 9, 2021

today i share my joy of Spring

 

Nature brings about a distinct spirit

unique to this season of Spring

the sun’s golden rays in this time of

year seem more radiant, a warmth

that give rise to the early yellow

jonquils and orange and white

dandelions

 

these glorious mornings inspire the songs

of my feather friends to lift my spirit and

raise this, now frail incarnate shell that

has housed it for many a year, to want

to rise and stretch its feeble arms and

legs, giving praise to the day, being

grateful for one more breath here on

this mundane stay

 

today, i shall kiss my lovely wife and my

two joyous canine children, and will go

out yonder to witness the beauty of

the day, for i am blessed to be able to

do this when there are so many that

cannot, for their burdens are too great

and their spirit fraught with pain

 

my heart and on my face a smile shall be

and if they intermingle with others, they

will share in the joy of the day, for of all

the wealth of things i have garnered of

this world, today I wish to share the

grandest of my riches, being the joy in my

spirit and the love of my heart

my seventieth of this mundane existence

 

a miracle happened seventy years ago this month

to a young Mexican mother giving birth to a little

healthy person with two eyes, two arms, two Legs

and a heart, soon to be witnessed to be full of love

 

at the base of a grand city in Teotihuacan to spiritual

ancestry of Aztec and Toltec, myself transcendent of

an Eagle, but the miracle now, one of a human being

with aspirations to the writ of prose, poetry and verse

 

today i embrace this gift in the longevity of my life,

to have shared moments with other life beings

who have shown me to be witness in the circle of

friendship and love

 

for those of you who have traversed this path with

me, whether for a moment or many years, gracias

for your embrace, your warmth and for the memories

we share of the vicissitudes of this mundane sojourn

 

smile with me, today

 

consuming words

 

the more words i gather to ascribe on 

script, the more i value their worth

 

these words that with inspirations come,

much like standing on the edge of a

promontory ledge, gasping breath.

sharing the words to incite thought and

passion, the heart beats in a flutter

 

assembling words of expression is the same as

music that harbors a melody intertwined with

fresh budding then flowering words, pollinating

seeds in one’s imagination to reflect upon and

reminisce with nostalgia

 

the gathering of my words may sometimes

be assembled in a melodic style of metaphors

and similes, creating as ornaments, symbolisms

and pictures in the mind, the feelings in the

heart, emoting

 

and as my words are read, they hopefully poke

and tickle the imagination, stirring the heart

and spirit as does Van Gogh, Monet or Matisse

on canvas, or Rodin with bronze, and so too

Nature, for our breath to be stoked short and

eyes to behold