Rescue
the moon overhead
a toad lifted from the lane
sitting in my hand
–
walking together
for the first time
your hand finds mine
the moon overhead
a toad lifted from the lane
sitting in my hand
–
walking together
for the first time
your hand finds mine
hatred is poison
turning ignorance and fear
into pure evil
–
meandering river
crocodiles wait
just below the surface
twisted roots reach out
from the dappled forest floor
to steal my footing
–
mangroves
arise from the bayou
on tangled bones
nervously sitting
in the theatre next to him
thighs almost touching
–
peacocks
dancing in the
monsoon rains
tiny little lies
the mortar between the stones
of my foundation
–
morning
glistening on
silken threads
swaying water grass
iridescent dragonflies
hover in the breeze
–
gusting wind
ripples in
the lavender
long flowing tresses
cascade down from her shoulders
swirling at her feet
–
running
fast and free
into the future
after the bowl sings
so peacefully sits the monk
in meditation
–
calm water
reflective of
inner peace
snowy egrets stand
in the salt marsh, motionless
hunting careless fish
–
cattails
swaying in the
warm salt breeze
eroding mountains
pushing back against the wind
resistant to change
–
warm breezes-
paisley dancing
in the wheat fields