changes and discontents

If daily rains on meadows flowers can grow with comfort,

mosquitoes will feast in shallow ponds

one tries to simplify drought

brown yards, barren rivers by dreaming

only to arrive on hunger, thirst, and forest fires.

“Millenials think they can change the world”

touching and swiping the landscape

are they new pair of eyes looking,

new mind thinking?

They arrive at the entrance of somewhere

the door opens

abundance and famine

thousands of ballgames, concerts

thousands of migrants shivering on the borders

or dying on the shore.

Are these pictures new, you ask.

learning to use a trowel

If words are flowers

would you not want

a fragrant, colorful garden?

A friend carries gardenia in his pocket

instead of cologne, more natural,he says,

fresh and lasts longer.

Some words are heavy

emotions can be wieldy

hard to carry

dawn brings a prism of colors

like a smile that frames one’s day

even flaws become acceptable.

slowly you will learn the grammar

a coherence of your genius and vulnerability

you will not be afraid to dance.