The Friend in the Door

Seasons without reason change,

And we are thrown astray...

A kindly word, not thought as huge,

Becomes a heavy weight...

I'll have a friend who slips

Into the frame...

While another is tossed

Off my dock...

Come and go,

They run like paint...

New and old, they'll thread

Their knot...

Releasing and ensnaring me...

I'll see them do their

Magic dance...

It leaves an imprint, and I'm

Forever changed...

Like dewdrops catch

The sunshine's gold in a

Displaced field of flowers...

Will you be a forever friend?...

I've seen you show

Your face again...

Tomorrow they say

Your ship will sail,

But yesterday your swift

Coat tail was caught within the

Here and now,

And when you bent

To retrieve it's shape

You said,

"You will see me once more..."

I wonder, as you close

That door

What you will look like

At the next

Passage or backstreet

I stumble...

What new glow will your

Welcome face hold?...

What urgency will manifest

Into a brilliant manifold?...

Telling a story

Within subtext...

Are you in love?...

Has karma blessed you

With hot cosmos teeming

Out your eyes?...

I bow to bless you,

I'll bend an ear

Of corn

Along your path of gold...

Whether our roads are

Short or long

I'll smile at you

Inside the rearview

Of my

Lucky mind...

Bunny Villaire

6/22/23

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