To reach/
To strive/
To try to touch
Calls for bravery,
Calls for desire.
The raindrop on the tongue,
While the rest of the body is washed,
The penny that landsface up--
Meaning good luck for the finder.
The hand that itches to hold
The money.
We reach/
We seek/
We want/
We drink
The rain drop by drop--
Sky purified..
While the body rests,
Repairs are made
After yet another day
Of life’s abuses,
The mind must consolidate
What it has gained,
Versus what it has lost,
And while it balances its books,
It entertains itself with our dreams:
Sometimes it makes sense
Of the actions and responses
We experienced,
But sometimes there are
No reasons for what flits across
The inner screen.
While the movie plays,
Everything we learned
Is set against everything
We forgot.
And when it’s done,
It’s time
For another day
To begin.
All accounts
Are balanced
And ready for
Debits and credits.
(c) 201010 by the author
