Many a daydream
Entertains
My mind.
And I dream and I dream and i wake,
And I dream and I dream and i live.
And in all this many a muse enters my heart.
Swiftly the hours pass
Yet lovely thoughts,
When they consume me
Capture my affection
Diverting my attention.
Time does slow and all I know
Is myself left wandering
In creation.
The heart does love much upon the realization it is
Free and limitless to do as it pleases.
You are the true story.
Everyone else shares an
Abridged version.
A made for tv,
Short attention span description.
And you are a plethora of wonder and life.
An untellable combination
Of experience and music,
Of meadows and alleyways,
Sunrise and sunset.
You are beyond narratives.
More than a novel or poem.
You are the beginning and
The
Expansion of beingness.
You.
If we pay close attention.
If we choose to listen,
To look,
To feel.
To notice.
We will learn something new
Every day.
Chole Into Diamonds 