Lithe Ferrari red
Amaryllis racing to
capture winter sun
Melting snow puddles
attract splashing plunging feet
ducks waddle and quack
They dance
a beautiful dance
as only two exquisitely familiar can.
Age old friends move,
comfortable in each others orbit,
no words necessary.
Arms length apart
graceful glides take place
while chaos reigns around them.
Echo of guns
aimed in the name of a cause
are forgotten for a moment
in the gentleness of the dance.
Slowly, smoothly,
glowing bright then dim,
tides rise, sunsets fade,
each accept the other, waiting in time.
Hungry, homeless
nomads search,
then pause in witness
of the familiar dance.
The ancient duo outlive, outlast,
wars and famine,
great empires and floods.
Steps take them on a path
travelled around
and around,
then around once again.
Their orbit flows
with continuous turns,
an inseparable pair.
Earth and moon,
fluid partners,
inspire devotion
moving along
to their own tune.
I am here.
Where I sit.
Bent knees folded under
ebony wood desk.
Harsh computer screen light
insists on my attention.
My mind drifts
to a place of gentle beauty, warmth and water.
Lapping waves caress sandy beaches.
Balmy sun rays touch all with a golden
Midas touch.
I am here.
Alone.
Keyboard letters waiting to be tapped,
bills to be paid,
calendar to be adjusted.
My mind wanders.
Here I sit
but there I go.
An eagles vision of all below,
soaring over mountaintops,
gliding above wide open plains,
blank pages before me,
ivory sheets upon my desk.
Here I sit.
I am here.
My spirit roams,
walls and windows pose no threat,
no barrier to this wandering mind.
The world awaits,
a vast outdoors
waiting to be explored.
Here I sit.
Shoulders in knots, fingers kinked,
but there I go.
Lost.
Lost in thought.
Lost in the beauty of a dragonfly wing;
a wispy orange cloud tinged with the sun
dipping down in the west holds me,
holds on to day because this moment nears –
nears rest.
Where east and west come together.
No beginning.
No end.
The earth revolving,
evolving.
And there is so much
to see
to explore.
Yet here I am.
My mind is out the door.
I am here
seated too long.
I am here.
But my spirit
is long gone.