Reaching out to touch the perfect blossom
Engaging playful wonder, ‘How could you become fruit?’
Vying against my modern mind made cynical for the right to
Envelop myself whole in the sacred beauty that surrounds
Reminding me we’ve all come from the same place, for
Everything shines with source if I make attendance openly
No need for formalities that seek to separate the sacred from the
Commonality of an everyday field of worship as I
Entreat the curious lamb to dare step closer that I might know softness
And another animal Haikrostic for you:
Rat
Rodent most reviled
Attracted by mess and smells
Travels the sewers
