I Could
I could wait a lifetime for the leaves of compassion
to fall upon our hearts, and watch the sun play
with rainbows after a summer shower.
I could go to sleep under a giant tree, flowers falling
upon me while dreaming peacefully in wonder.
I could count all the rocks in the green shallow
stream of color, that colored my path of golden
reddish-blue pink cobblestones of offering the poor
and saddened people who laughed within, a
comforting hand from my heart of light.
I could call my name on top of a mountain, and
listen to my name across fields and streams filled
with earthly treasures, and gather each thought
and put them in a clay pot for my ancestors to
read my thoughts with clarity.
I could ride the waves of glory catching lightening
like fish. Throwing it toward the clouds of dark
regrets.
I could capture the evil that lurks around
each corner, crack, hidden under dirt
filled paths of yesterdays dreams and
promises, trying to renew the stardust
yearning in eyes disappointed and
disillusioned with darkness.
I could shine my light and brighten the
earth bringing world peace, in just a
second, it would become a true reality
of unconditional love.
(Pray for that to happen every day)
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