Tim







What words are your eyes cast upon now?

Are they simple and pure like a child’s book?

Stuffed with complexity, fragrant of the Oxford Dictionary?

Are you discovering secrets in words even now...
Light as lyrics
Or falling leaves.
Casual as a stroll through filtered sun
With a good cup of coffee.

Or discriminating such as the adjectives used for a rare wine.

I am sure you are in awe
And wide eyed
At the beauty that surrounds you completely.