creative love

  

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I thank you for my life and limbs

to move through this whole world that hymns 

the good of love’s creative whims.

To make each self that learns & sings

the song that from it bell-like rings

-  and also animals and things.

I thank you for that lovely breeze,

I thank you for the sun through trees

(then there’s the music; more than these).

Maybe I’ll hear a tall one sneeze,

for as i look they truly sway,

the short ones dandle leaves today

that catch the light, send it this way.

And I am one put here to say

what could be said, & try to play

the music, so more ears can hear

some notes (of Chardonnay, or beer,)

of what goes down in this world here,

these ecosystems that appear

and work with all concerted cheer

for good that’s all, in all, so near…

if I reach out, I might just touch

creative love & good as such

not just their services, so much,

or all the “goods” - there's quite a clutch 

of eggs that bring more good, no glut

just piles, enough to make ya shut 

ya mouth; then open wide… this much…

Say “Ahh”...

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