Friday, June 8, 2012
Every day for the next ten days I will be posting a poem from What in This World with a few words about how or why this poem came to me. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.
DAY ONE:
Do you ever look out at the bottomless bounty and beauty of the world and feel an ache because it is so terribly impossible to embrace and fully experience it all? Does it ever paralyze you?
That is a feeling I so often have and so . . . under the heading -
MYSTERY
Fruits of life befuddle me
dazzle me wanting
Too many gifts on the tree
twirl and sting
And hang me up like bunting
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