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acts of perfection

consider the pond,
the golden koi rushing through
the water
to touch your open hands...

has your Buddha nature
listened to the river birch speak
the sky's language in spaces leaves unfold
watching patiently the sun coax open every blossom
to exude its temporal fragrance,
have you ever listened to spring peepers
harmonizing on water lily pads,
is there nothing of worth to save?

tell me once again why the bee
carries pollen and why you haven't
learned to love enough to not hold back
a little piece of your heart.

Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
Our neighbor & friend (long story) is giving a party tonight. He has a gorgeous pond and serene setting. My daughter and he are going into business for water & art (land)scaping. I was also inspired by Pleiades poem, and the thought: what if the world did end tonight?
Editing stage: 


Done! I want that line to say more, but i just can't get it right yet. There isn't a writer who doesn't benefit from critique, ever.

I don't know about frog princes in Ohio City, I have serious doubts but I send the heart of love to find you, someone who will love and honour you as the Lady of Glasgow that you are.


author comment

piece of writing. Filled full of magical and inspirational moments and a poem I will return to and repeatedly enjoy!

In Truth and Light,


"Death" is nonsense: what is there to die?
"Life"? How could " life" "die"? That is a contradiction
in terms. Can "light" become "darkness"?
"Light" can only cease to be apparent

Wei Wu Wei

Pure poetry in the ending of this work that follows a captivating opening. I have only one nitpick and it may be because of my limitations. In the line"the sky's language in spaces leaves unfold” I want to change in spaces to either “where” or “when” so as to read “the sky’s language when (or where) leaves unfold. I may be missing the intended meaning, if so ignore me. Otherwise let me say I am jealous of your work here.


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