Iridescence

Do you ever
See broccoli florets and
wonder how it would feel
to take a couple steps on
tens of florets. A bed of green.

Just a step on the green and
it would curl around your toes
feel soft underneath your soles
your chin would rise and see endless lights
hanging perfect glowing sphericals

You'd feel the heat from above
and the haze would bring you
higher. Lifting something deep within
That part of you where words won't do

Do you ever
see little cups of jello in the store
and wish they were pools
so big enough to dive into. Immerse
and throw the red bits in the air.

Grab a friend and jump
Feel the texture on your back
the lovely jelly envelope
the blue and red confettis
as they dance and smile in the air

Do you ever
run down to the edge of the bridge
See the water and feel it glisten
and can't help beam
at such final truth. Serenity.

The sparkles harden and become
Diamonds. Diamonds! Even bigger than Lucy's!
Just big enough for you to step on
Your body lifts and flies to them.
Weightless floating Across the sea
From one end to the other.

The cold and breezy winds
wash over and pet your skin
and the glowing sphericals remain.
Softly and persistently. With
No intent but to share their peace.

Indeed, above the wind...
Why NOT climb the trees?
Tune and chat with the birds
Why NOT climb the clouds?
Make way up the luscious fluff.
Why NOT reach and touch the diamonds?

When the windows of the car roll down
and our hands go up, the wind
lifts our bodies up and the falsettos
Sound so sweetly and symphoniuously.

Words animate on
our favorite book pages.
Gatsby, Torless, Dickinson
 dance together in a circle
sharing their emotions past and above time.

All the salty seas turn sweet.
Lucy's diamonds Are free
to gather in our pockets to cherish.
Everyone will have a collection for keeping.

We must know how we are free
 to speak the unspoken.
Move the unmovable.
Fix the unfixable and
dream the unimagined.

The iridescence within us
Let it run widely as we bounce
our hair and twirl to the falsettos
of the words and sounds and feelings.

The lines between the three.
The cold breeze petting.
The birds chirping lovely tunes.
The part of you that can't explain.
Would become one with
Such iridescence.