To Paddle One's Canoe Over Still Waters
Seeming storylines are child's play
Appearing to you like 'tis
something funny
Out of our little trembling political
situation
If only stars are the silent majority
They must twinkle—endlessly, without a noise
No matter how far we are,
theoretically
The light year spanned space-time
to have brought
me to you
—wondering, now, if vice versa is
also
true
In a sense of delight that had made
young lovers swoon
'Tis a mother's loving caress to a
newborn
A perfect love of Astrological
compatibility
And forever they will
choose to share lovingkindness
—to each other & for others.
—
As well.
Author's Notes/Comments:
Reedited on 11.23.2019 (I have supplanted the {minor misspelling of "light year"} but this time, I think I have added a period as its resulting emendation, due to a possible lack of it which was previously left unnoticed).
This is a repost from my Twitter platform & which has been edited for a very minor misspelling of "light year". I have corrected the two-word noun. For anything else that I might have edited (e.g., I might have also missed), that could only be involving a tweaking of the form (e.g., which might have been changed/affected by my copying & pasting method of the verses; either that or other copyediting stuff like by changing fonts/font sizes). Thank you for checking it out.