Days of Rampage:

Days of Rampage


Do you, too, have

    days of rampage

nights of wakeful splendor

    when all the world

    seems too beautiful to bear?

Do you also have

    moments when a star

    could fall at your feet

and lie there

    twinkling its last light

    and you wouldn’t notice?

Awake

Awake

Do not accept

    your lost astonishment

    or relinquish wonder— 

Flee into the forest

    scale the nearest mountain

    sink your nose in a rose

    

your toes in beach sand—

    Embrace the concerto of wind

    the symphony of rainfall

Let the earth love you

    surround you with magic

    be that child again

rampaging through the world

    as if you own it 

    because, dear one, you do.

    For today, anyway—

    For today.