Joy…

“Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh, Peace Is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life

joy

In the undergrowth
joy survives,
not even darkness
can set it aside… nourished
by elements
and breath divine,
sparked by mystery, as love aligns…

©AllysoAlly2019

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Sanguine perspectives…

“It was what I was born for- to look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world…(From Mindful)”
― Mary Oliver

sanguineperspectives
A profusion of flowers
fragments of joy
frilly infusions
happy decoys
scattered about
on tedious days
sanguine perspectives
enabling praise…

©Ally2019
 

Happy dance

“Our biological rhythms are the symphony of the cosmos, music embedded deep within us to which we dance, even when we can’t name the tune.”
― Deepak Chopra

happy dance

He wore his suit on Saturday,
the tailored one,
the one that made him shimmer in the morning sun!

Voiceless,
he danced with lively flair,
in rhythm
to the jubilant air.

His solitude,
understood the mime,
his guise and movement
in soundless time

Coins tumbled and jingled in his jar,
his happy dance,
an up-and-coming star!

He swirled and gyrated
in the dirt,
though wordless,
he was no introvert!

Expressionless,
his eyes twinkled behind the lens,
like Michael Jackson,
twirling and dancing
with his friends…

Tireless entertainer for the day,
beneath the trees,
an outdoor cabaret.

©AllysoAlly2018

Songs of Childhood

“The soul is healed by being with children.”
Fyodor Dostoyevsky

beautiful child
There was a sparkle in her smile
a voice of such sweet melody.
She had an irresistible style
an aura of such pleasantry.
I couldn’t resist to sit awhile
and bask in tones so velvety.
A happy, carefree little child
with songs of dulcet melody.
A euphony of joy compiled,
abundance of pure ecstasy.

©2017

A Soliloquy

do over
“I celebrated your joy, I promise, I did.
While into darkness, my afflictions slid.
Through pain and tears I heard applause.
I gleaned the cheers, I read the scores.
I glimpsed delight with visceral sight.
In my mind’s eye it still alights.
I’m sorry, so sorry for my shame.
I really am, let me try again?
If only I’d supped that warm embrace,
just for a moment, a sublime place!
In misery I’ve been submerged.
Stolen joy where despair converged.
Shame is more deadly than death.
Its venom steals my very breath.
I’m going beyond the outer edges
to acquire my own forgiving lenses.
When I emerge I pray I’ll  be free.
Somewhere, somehow, it’s my decree!”

©2017