The Pepperman and the Laughing Tree

I OPENED A DOOR
TO THE SOUND OF LAUGHTER.
UNSURE WHERE IT CAME FROM
OR WHERE IT WENT AFTER.

IT MOVED THROUGH THE AIR.
AS IF IT HAD FORM.
I HAVE TO ADMIT IT.
THIS WASN'T THE NORN.

I LOOKED STRAIT AHEAD.
SAW A PURPLE ISH TREE.
NOTHING OR NO ONE.
OTHER THAN ME.

I WALKED TOWARDS THE TREE.
SAT ON THE GROUND.
INHALED THE BEAUTY
AS I LOOKED ALL AROUND.

THE TRUNK WAS TALL.
MAYBE FORTY FEET HIGH.
FROM WHERE I WAS SITTING
IT REACHED INTO THE SKY.

THE BRANCH'S WERE MANY
IN EVERY DIRECTION.
THE LEAVES WERE SQUARED
AS I SAT THROUGH RECEPTION.

A WARM GENTLE BREEZE
STARTED TO BLOW.
THE SQUARED PURPLE LEAVES
SHIMMERED AND GLOWED.

THEN I HEARD IT AGAIN.
THE SOUND OF LAUGHTER.
AS IF IT WERE RUNNING
FROM THE TREE TO HEREAFTER.

THE FEELING OF BLISS
SWIRLED AROUND
AS I WAS SITTING
ON THIS HOLLOWED GROUND.

07252020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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De Beaulieu Avatar
July 25, 2020 at 12:21 PM
Hello Michael E. Harris, It sounds like you had a dream. You were in a different place to see al these scenes. Dreams are funny. I once dreamed that everything was all upside down. Enjoy your day my friend.
De Beaulieu Avatar
July 26, 2020 at 4:30 PM
Hello Michael E. Harris you got this poem idea from meditation! Well you did very well with this poem. Enjoy your evening my friend.You are so welcome. Enjoy your evening my friend.
Harris Avatar
July 25, 2020 at 12:35 PM
Thank you Darlene another result or shall I say inspiration from meditation. I created the pepperman character to travel back and fotrh in time and see things from a different perspective. Again Thank you for taking the time and sharing your thoughts
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