A Song

photo by Margaret Bednar

Why is the mind

Overcast with gray dreams

While the green heart

Still blooms periwinkles

Why is the crimson gypsy spirit

Stagnating in one place

While the magical life

Is fluttering on butterfly wings

Why is the Ego

Looking into the sky

While the soul

Remains grounded rooting

 
Posted for Margaret's Play It Again  Archive #1:  "An Ink-Stained Word List" @ Real Toads
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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United