Shook - Tuesday March 19th, 2013@ 9:38pm
By Stilltraveler •
In that moment when I realize it isn't just me that is blushing.
When I realize a heart skip without a caffeinated sip.
In an instant I am flooded & filled with hope & wonder.
Of the splendor of things that could be & a spirit fixed.
Within the next breath I'm startled by analytical breakdowns.
Oh petrified paralysis of a pessimistically predicted & projected possible problems, probably protruding from past poisons & people that pained this person.
Oh surreal is the feel when I begin to believe reality & fantasy have intertwined.
Could, would, should such blessings be bestowed upon a man like me.
Isn't living in the fantasy the greatest rationale for not acting in reality.
Yet simple exchanges of verse make these thoughts go in reverse.
The mindset remolds into more magical moments of magnificence.
Into simplicity of sounds & sights of a spiritually symbiotic sonnet:
As the ocean waves crash & hug the sands.
& radiant sun envelopes cold souls.
Light absorbs tears transforming to rainbows.
Wind waltzes with lilies & hearts blossom.
Earth welcomes change in season as should life.
My life now welcomes the change you bring.
The seed the foundation of something great.
Spectrums of possibilities open.
A warmed spirit transcends toward new peace.
Ocean haiku & beach explanation:
Giving you my sand.
Yin & yang; creating pearls.
Welcoming your waves.
~M.O.R.