Draw me not
From the cocoon of my life
And make of me an omelet.
Rather,
Let my colors unfold
Glossy and wet,
And when I dry have me fly
Through the ether
Whole,
And flit as nature wills . . .
Then from a distance
Let me be seen
As one
In the light of the fabric
Of the universe.
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross


Comments: 42
Draw me not
From the cocoon of my life
And make of me an omelet.
I appreciate hearing that, Barbra.
Your pleasure is my joy, Cindy. Thank you.
Thanks for those nice words, Ken. All I can say is--I try.
P
I try, Pamela. It's gratifying when a piece makes people happy. Thank you.