red leaves on the path

If you have ever seen
the ripples unfurl from a pebble
cast into the water,
then you understand the whole story:

How the Great Mother,
after the explosion,
in her wisdom placed
the center of the universe
in each one of us.

So if you would know
make yourself
small enough
to see
your center
in anything

A billion red leaves have gathered
of the winter floor.
the North Star,
a fallen angel
for whom the Tinkerer herself
would upset the whole
mechanics of the universe
just to get a little closer
for a kiss

About bobjanisdillon

Unitarian Universalist minister, poet, husband, father, three-chord guitar wonder.
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