among the garbage and the flowers,

There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever.
~cohen.

Hello creatures of sound, wide-eyed people, home-bound horses, and full-feathered birds.   There is a River of Milk floating through my Cereal. As I watch the red berries of our front-yard plant, My spoon licks the bowl.  I am seated with Joy, but the hair on my arm is raised.  An Ocean of Milk paints the sky line. The forecast calls for Summer desire, but the clouds of Abandon whisper wool sweaters.

..August air, won't you break the big sky,  and paint the Suns pearl onto our faces..

The day is Monday.  I am considering the Mountains and the Mole Hills of my mind.  Sometimes, its hard to set apart, the mountains and the mole hills.  Some days,  if my socks are mismatched, I come to the valley of surrender, and allow two socks to Ruin my day.   Other days, my Pa could curse a tune, and I wouldn't sketch a worried face. Some days, the weight of the Mole Hill carries the breadth of the Mountain. Some days, the Mountain is mistaken for the Ant hill.

There are days of barren flutes, pipe dreams, fruitless harvests. Days of legless companions, broken toys, and thirsty tongues.  ((As the world goes round))  Just when I thought some gun slinging cowboy would surely shoot me dead,  I begin to see tropical fish, ruby-eyed plants, and a fragrant earth.  The sky becomes my Nursing Mother, while the Mountain Climb becomes a Meadow walk.   If we feed our Mole Hills with the worries of Mount Fuji, then we'll never rest.  
The day is Monday. I am breeding the Pleasantry of the forest.  I have eyes that see The Mountain's charm, and lips that sweat the dahlia's petal,   "Without you, every natural pleasure, of tasting, of intelligence, of being outdoors, becomes a heavy wooden hobble tied to my feet. I untie it and see it's immediately there again. Tonight is a night where love gives me a book to read. I'm a reed flute, there is no cure for this soul but you.." rumi 
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