Speed of Light (Racing Thoughts)...

A City Sunday yawns

and stretches it arms

casting its ShadowLight

upon the lawns

turning Green

but the Hemlock

by the Burrow

was the first to sprout Leaf

as I passed it many times

going to and fro,

shoring this, changing that

making as invisible as possible

so no one  mane find where

this Heart rests at Day's End,

pretending to know a moment's Peace;
No, not pretending,
the Pundits allow
"faking it until you make it",
on the Days you can not shake it,
hurl the chipped and repaired
China Doll of a Heart,
break it
and make a Melancholy Mosaic
of it instead,
another project to keep this Brain busy
while the Mind wanders
186,000 miles per second,
Child of Light, Glowing Ghost
how far is that in an hour
and to return and find myself,
is that not a Wonder?...

Just a blade of Grass,
Merely windblown Leaf am I,
are you any different,
or would you prefer "better",
shades of Morality
common Dualities
surprising Causalities;
tell me, what is the color of Sky
in your Reality?...