Stop to Smell a Flower

Haiku: Invincible Euphoria

Feeling on top of the world.
Sitting on the bottom step.
Invincible euphoria.

 

Note: this poem occurred to me as I wondered why many birds (at least the ones I’ve watched) showed a preference to perch on top branches of trees.

Is it because it makes them feel on top of the world? Then it dawned on me that sitting on top of the world and feeling on top of the world must remain unconnected for invincible joy…

Drenching Rains, Rumbling Thunders.

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Water puddles, little whirls, plants weighed down by rain, wet flowers–some of the pleasing signs of rain.

Oh. The anxious wait is over.
A warm welcome to you, North East Monsoon!
After days and days of hot sun and humid hours
You are most welcome.

I am grateful you have arrived with rich gifts.
Drenching rains, rumbling thunders,
The occasional lightning flashes,
And the titillating chill breeze.

I am content watching you.
And listening to the thrashing sounds you make,
And touching your cool needle-like waters
As you descend joyfully on all life

Once again, welcome.
May your arrival be auspicious.
A small request to you:
Be bountiful, but calm and gentle.

Leave us your precious waters,
Bless us with full fields and waterways.
As you can see, we are changing.
And are making careful efforts to save your gift.