Love

Love

Wakes us up

To life.

It rings a bell

Near our fuzzy ears

Ears that are plugged in

Against the static of life

Unplugs us, and dribbles

In a few choice drops of golden honey

So that we see and hear and touch

Life, as it really is.

Unfiltered.

Hear the beauty of musky speech

In words dropping like soft boulders

From a slope of a liquid tongue

See reflected sunlight on a a windowpane

And love Tyndall's dust mites

Hear the footsteps approaching

Like twin birds flapping,

Slapping against the heel of a beloved feet,

Clapping unconsciously for Today

Trapping.

Smell old cigarette smoke in wood-lined sofa rooms

And love every ash flake that flickers down

Like tired miners.

Love unblocks the mind, widens the

Narrowing filter

And lets it all in.

All in.

Till you swell up with an autumn glow

And burst into unbeckoned humour.

That singes everyday living

Paints a few brushstrokes

Hums a few bars.