Surprises

Through these grand doorway of surprise
Hidden between the cracks of seeming demise
Will guide your spirit through
The cries and doubts /thoughts of your own mind

Cradle your peace and hopes to be kind
Not always about this /the end or to find
Through the plunders and every day grinds

So many do pine saying yes
I can’t I’m fine , I guess i guess
There’s more than fines there’s more than lines
Oh yes my dear spirals and circles and rainbows clear

A spot of dust lit up by the setting sun
That moment bursting with life and fun !
Unlimited beauty steaming through
Eternally brewing into an ever poignant stew

You knew to bring this Light in here
The candles are glowing
Your magic is here
Or there
Look here find there

Kachina Aimee Woolger copyright 2016
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