DISCOVERY

A voice within leaves a post it note

scribbled in unintelligible hand

like an afterthought that snakes its way

into a scrap book of cognitive musing

Soft it is with but a word uttered

'Discovery' it says, and then disappears

leaving a trail of disarray that unwinds

long after the lyrical passing

The present dissolves as moments rush by

The days and months, and even a year

A date remains, intricately hidden

on a rolodex of living

Discovery it is that meets one December

sharing secrets over frothy beer

Far away from the offensive nonsense

of gilded flutes spilling champagne

Be as it may it's no ordinary day

Seeking revelation with a truthful mind

Hands smiling as they weave ideas

Interspersed in patterns of serious amusing

Discovery it is that breathes celestial wonder
Into the bark that supports ordinary touch
Into leaves that whisper excitedly
as the winds sing a tune seducing

Lights bright or dim take nothing away
When Bold and unafraid brazen encounters
lay down new rules to an old game
and providence, from the sidelines, is left guessing

Discovery it is that lights the candle
in the darkest of recesses
that sparks a conflagration of human consumption
oneness seeded and togetherness blooming

Defying precepts held sacrosanct
Unheeding the bleeding on the razors edge
enjoying the ability to behave naturally
A change from the charade of pretending

Discovery it is and always will be

Which waits patiently at the end of a dream

With the lingering perfume of untouched worlds

Always enticing, Always inviting