I greet my miniature friend. <br />The wild rabbit. <br />I give a hand wave and <br />To my amazement he lifts <br />His little paw. <br />I want to believe it is <br />Not coincidence. <br /><br />Cheerful. Verdant clusters of <br />Shrubbery tickle the side of <br />A cantankerous towering building. <br /><br />The subtle wind stealthfully <br />Arrives. A polite playful breeze. <br />Dried brittle brown and tan leaves <br />Scrape and dance on a bed of laughing <br />Lethargic pale gray and black singing <br />Smooth stones. <br /><br />Mind body and soul now imbibes <br />Tantalizing. Melodious. Machinations. <br />From lyrically long ago in far fair and <br />Free soul places. <br /><br />Heaven's bold bright blazing eye winks <br />With it's full fluffy pillowy cloud lid. <br /><br />Alive. Alertly alive. Attentively alive. <br />On this dancing daring delirious delicious <br />Delightful day. <br />2008DHartUSA
