I greet my miniature friend.
The wild rabbit.
I give a hand wave and
To my amazement he lifts
His little paw.
I want to believe it is
Not coincidence.

Cheerful. Verdant clusters of
Shrubbery tickle the side of
A cantankerous towering building.

The subtle wind stealthfully
Arrives. A polite playful breeze.
Dried brittle brown and tan leaves
Scrape and dance on a bed of laughing
Lethargic pale gray and black singing
Smooth stones.

Mind body and soul now imbibes
Tantalizing. Melodious. Machinations.
From lyrically long ago in far fair and
Free soul places.

Heaven's bold bright blazing eye winks
With it's full fluffy pillowy cloud lid.

Alive. Alertly alive. Attentively alive.
On this dancing daring delirious delicious
Delightful day.
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