o Life!

i watch my own life unfurl and happiness bloom BLOOM inside me
like pale pink roses uncurling
trees and winding road and vistas
and all that sunlight
almost particle-like in its beauty.

You orchestrate all this.
like some fabulous symphonic flow into an outdoor amphitheater
(that is my life-space)
you flood me with people and events
and i surface from the greenblue surface
in awe
of what only you can do
of how only you can take the stuff of earth
and mold and shape time like invisible playdough
and make such glassblown beauty out of my crushed black sand

how you spin fairyglass fire out of the ember ash of my despair
until i am dancing on the floating gray flakes of the past
forgetting all the mess behind
and flinging myself brilliantly happy into your flame.

My horoscope from a funky beat Bend newspaper:
Libra:
If you really wanted to, you could become a top elephant trainer. You coudl be the creator of the world's biggest balloon sculptures or the grower of record breaking 200 pound pumpkins or the climber of redwood trees higher than the statue of liberty.   in other words, you'll have what it takes to work on a larger scale than ever before. how about drawing up a 10-yr blueprint of your life? To inspire your efforts, I suggest you make yourself this gift: a collage of yourself standing on a mountaintop with a halo as big as a merry-go-round.