Whimsy

I am a Calico Goddess of shadow. Chant and eat peaches. Bathe in stars’ sighs. Sing with trees. Listen to tea leaves as they sing of laughter, of honey, of hope. See faces peering into shop windows: eager, childish with glee. What do they seek? Carpets of gossamer, butterflies’ wings, books written in dew, candy sticks and ocean spray. Chant and kiss the bees, flower-sweet. Believe in the sunrise, red-gold truths told with birds’ tongues. Spin in the forest’s shadows, a dervish of delight crowned with crimson leaves and fireflies. I am a Calico Goddess of shadow. Drown yourself in a sea of violets. Taste the wind’s song. Embrace the joy life brings. Be the dream you hear on waking.