Maui in a Tree
Sitting in my favorite tree in Maui
Sea salt laps the rocks
A tender kiss like lap
It makes me thirsty to linger
A rich rich green
Upon exposed rocks
The pinkish Orange hues
Of a rising sun dance off the water
Ever so different to the distant setting sun
Though hues familiar
There is a certain stillness in the morning
Still motion but a quiet gentleness of a beginning
It is the essence of a waiting potential
About to gain momentum
It is fresh
It is the inkling that activity is about to begin
It almost resonates a naivete with a virginal quality
Each day is virginal
It has never been experienced before
Each and every day is like this
Each and every moment
Has yet to be made love to
What will you do?
Will you take notice?
Will it pass unseen, unheard, unfelt in the rush
In the haste to chase another illusion?
Will you greet it with devourous anticipation?
With an awe of appreciation?
With a reverence of participation?
Or will you simply rush by in your automation?
What richness to choose!
What tremendous abundance to see such opportunity!
Come dance with thee
In this vast infinity
A simple moment to be!