Squeezing Between the Branches

Have you ever curled yourself up close,                                            twisting and turning your soft bright hair?                                             Or seen the moon’s wild fingers entwined so  fine and silky there?                                                And did you know she worked a form, a loose weave cradle in a bed of beams?                                                    Or maybe even wrestled in the night, with yearning and exotic dreams?

Have you ever stood high in the branches of the greenest mulberry tree,                                                                                                        away up high from eyes that glare, while your swift feet dance as you fly the air                                                 As you hold the mystery that is really yours                                                          for the silent message your eye adores.

I ask you barefoot traveller now – Do you dare, do you care and……..are you truly  there?

Have  you ever held  a fieresome promise to your patient inner child, despite your crashing around on solid ground,  a vagabond of  hearts and forward thinking, shardlike minds?

If you Sqeeze between the branches of your rhythmic heart                               and ask a question that’s in perfect time,                                                             your Love so gentle as the springtime rain                                  will whisper to your wild life….                  the courageous voice …. his song, such Love, again.

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