"I Used To Drink Champagne"
Not really,
but I always loved those
freshly popped bubbles.
They felt like ancient lights,
lights with secrets that I
never would tire of.
And so,
I needed to make new lights,
so I thought,
all the time.
The lights were Humor,
flying through my mind,
faster than electricity could wink.
And I needed those smiles, that laughter,
to ensure that my current
would complete
that circuit.
So I thought . . .
Then a voice spoke to me,
imploring me to:
Smell fresh jasmine in water.
Feel what
Presence really is like.
The voice continued:
No amount of trauma
will ever silence Presence,
and humor can spoil a moment
as easily as the sun spoils a flower.
Just know that jasmine will always turn
water
into Love.
August 2018
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©2018,
Michael Smolens