Lenathemagician

Filled with the sweet rays of possibility, 

I celebrate the place I've found in this sun speckled spot. 

Alongside me 

those I've tied my soul to, 

unafraid, for once, of judgement. 

A welcoming face smiles in greeting, 

then sets in concentration 

as colorful strands  

cascade down her face –

a painter 

painted in cool colors

that sing of soft sands

There is something knowledgeable

in the way the watch ticks 

making itself known 

when the reluctant quiet emerges

a melodic ticking in the back of my skull

gives a pace