morning glories

there is art in life

the genius of nature

the ingenuity of women and men

the gentle cry of a new born babe

and there is mystery

we are urged to unravel our lives

to see what is

and to hold it sacred

the spider spinning her web

the bird’s intricate nest

the kangaroo’s cozy pouch

and the human heart

home is love

and where we love

where we teach

where we grow

holds a quiet

a lasting reverence

and done right

we return to it

in our minds

over and over again

it is how we begin

to live

how we reincarnate

the ghosts into our lives

in every season

for every reason

we are artists

our lives

the masterpiece