Sadness

The underside of happiness, Like a floored piece of bread, Carries little microscopic microbes, With strong pedigree, And an endurance that grows, Just like on an agar plate with nutrients, Until there is a watershed moment, A paradigm shift, a miracle, How a little ant becomes A butterfly, and the bread Crumb, becomes nectar. The…

A Sad Truth

The kite loses her color. And the tea gets cold in front of me. The simple pleasures of life Turning morbid. And I, looking through A magnifying glass, at my feather deficiency Which like anemia will not be solved By taking iron supplements. Synthetic chemistries. And how can happiness prosper When she is only a…