Friday, July 9

Infinite Sharing

How does one
Go about sharing
That which is infinite
No beginning and
Also never ending
Each cup overfull
Continuously spilling
Out on to the floor

Each of us a
Sacred expression
Think of it!?
Like brightly colored finger paints
Let’s lighten up
Together laughing as one
Hands wet with paint
What fun to smoosh the colors

The bright colors are still there
Why did we let playtime end?
Appointments and lists
Having precedence now
Over the fine heart-art
Of simpler times and young gentle hands
When sharing the infinite
Was all we knew how to do

Copyright © 2004 William A. York
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