Regardless of untold days of rain rain rain, and hungry slugs, the urge behind blooming persists. It just cannot help itself. Spring is in the air, in the pulse, in the stars.
While I have been slightly gloomy, matched only by gray skies and daily downpours, the blossoms have gathered. POV today: greatly improved.
It's a blue day, missing the blue.
Sends me rummaging for Hafiz!
If It Is Not Too Dark
Go for a walk, it it is not too dark.
Get some fresh air, try to smile.
Say something kind
To a safe-looking stranger, if one happens by.
Always exercise your heart's knowing.
You might as well attempt something real
Along this path:
Take your spouse or lover into your arms
The way you did when you first met.
Let tenderness pour from your eyes
The way the Sun gazes warmly on the earth.
Play a game with some children.
Extend yourself to a friend.
Sing a few ribald songs to your pets and plants---
Why not let them get drunk and wild!
Every rung we've climbed on Evolution's ladder.
Whisper, "I love you! I love you!"
To the whole mad world.
Let's stop reading about God---
We will never understand Him.
Jump to your feet, wave your fists,
Threaten and warn the whole Universe
That your heart can no longer live
Without real love!
Yeah. I love you.