Such Earthy Joy
At last, metro’s traffic comes to a halt…
the quarter moon peeps between hilltops
as a lingering gladness warms my flesh—
half steady, half shimmering
when early evening’s air
prances like fine gauze, shedding
time’s need for revelry. Unzipping
my mind to surrender to the upbeat
tempo of glittering dusk naked in
earthy bliss, I feel all the pinpoints
of the sky tingling on my limbs
numbed by rind’s toil. Resting a bit
to groove with merriment
borne from the wake of laughing stars,
my limbs pirouette with the rhythm of wildflowers
fondling the light, embracing the
pleasure of now ...and to dance, dance joy!
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By nette onclaud
9/12/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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