mudpie visions
Listen
do you hear?
it's truth whispering
in the eyes of children
keep a sharp ear to such young breath
they will give you perfect diamonds
and pieces of forever
they hold within them
here these infinite treasures
are offered freely
like the blowing August milkweed
catching only in fragile open branches
of our hearts
theirs is the wisdom of sages
hidden ingeniously behind
large knowing eyes and freckled smiles
they can lead us from the shadows
in sneakers and bandaged knees
that stick they brought back from the beach
watch it closely, it will point the way
and somewhere
in the crayon etchings
and mudpie visions
will be that fertile seed of truth
and if we stop
if we just listen
it is ours
