Wish

Chuy’s Trail Morning

 

That I might rise before the sun,
Before the waking world’s begun
To sing aloud of another day.
Reticence is my way.

 

Summer’s Ease

 

That I might see the greening grass,
Or sparkling snow, and clouds that pass
And beyond them the great wide aquamarine skies
The color of your eyes.

 

Out Here

 

That I might feel hot sunny days,
The summer wind as the cottonwood sways.
And driven snow, and chilling cold,
When striking out feels brave and bold.

 

Avenue Of The Pines

 

That I might savor this vapor rich
With piney woods and muddy ditch.
The taste of water, clear and cool
Fresh from a springtime pool.

 

Peace

 

That I might lay me down to sleep
With promises yet to keep,
Feeling sure, as the stars shine above,
I am loved, and so, too, I love.

 

Chuy the Wonderdog

 

-Chuy

About Pazlo

Armchair Zen Master, poet, father, husband, fisherman, grandfather, brother, naturalist, son, birdwatcher, uncle, collector of old things, dog person, human.
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