Mind Museum
Sad the heart
sick the mind
from world
of commotion
retiring
past reliving
motionless drifting
to wall mind
hanging museum
odorless images
soundless captions
spirit of senses
still pricking
heart
joy seeking
switching from
dreaming
to present of
gadgets unhealing
blowing away walls
breathing out
relics
dropping its shoes
of backward walking
raising its heels
that present
kept hidden
runs to the forest
for healing
where weeds
grow seeds
untouched by mower
flowers
pure fragrance
perspire
petals unfold
true colors
unseen
like love
that's pure
because hidden
brooks flow gently
accompanying songs
of birds
like treasure
chest hidden
each moment the forest
renews itself
perpetuating life
by giving
with rains
sun milk
its body
God feeding
its spirit by seeding
continuing
interdependence
and togetherness
teaching
God's unifying love
revealing.
First Place Winner as "Memory Museum": Brian Strand-All Yours 6/5/21
Copyright © Frances Schiavina | Year Posted 2021
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