CIRCLES

World wrapped around spheres of thought,

clusters of images defining perceptions,

erecting walls in verbal bricks

by the communion of lips.



It is the song from the heart

expressing the joys and secrets,

little dreams and biggest lies,

shared in the conversation between companions

drawing circles with the language

finishing where it began,

but so happy the journey was made with a friend.



How life finds a pool of mellow in which to swim,

to immerse the spirit in a balm of sweet release

when the voice within has a confessor

who won’t drown the harmony

in floods of guilt,

not used their tongue as a carving knife.



Between sips of coffee at the breakfast table,

savoring an appetizer at a restaurant,

or sitting in the serenity of a pastoral paradise,

each setting is backdrop for the jewels of the mind,

shining best when seen by someone

that makes the time a melody,

charged with electricity of stimulation and creativity,

giving those spoken seconds a special magic.