The bright banner that
heralds this late autumn run of days is the streaming talisman called JOY,
through no machination of mine own ponder it though I will this one grand
emotion lifts me every day and presents me with a world lavished in
golden light and I find it elation to simply draw breath…. Why and wherefore? does every surface fairly shimmer and exalt the eye
that partakes in it? This sublime condition questions every other, it asks why curse
the almshouse when a rosy-domed Taj
Mahal stretches from you in every direction? This wine is effervescent and
bubbles over your rim with the greatest gift there is, affection for all that's
encountered, the roadie in the next car yawning as you wait for the green light at
Camden, the brown squirrel who rains down sycamore shuckings on your breezy
skull, even the lone geranium flower announcing its hour in the neglected side
yard, Affection! Kinship! Flesh!
Connexion!
-12-2-2008
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