the clouds looked like cotton candy
and the ocean felt like a lover...
wild hare and catbird
whispered secret poetry
beneath the verdant maple canopy,
fell to their knees
at the sheer beauty of it all,
and the moon played cat's cradle
with strands of liquid silver;
another ordinary day of magic
here on planet earth...
I don’t have any answers;
but I am learning to love
the landscape of the questions…