One who walked the logs
before me
left a sign
saying
move inward
inward
and in
deeper
still
within
then
outward
again.
P.S. I marvel that today’s high tide is so calm and wonder at the metaphor.
P.P.S. This one who walks on logs throws logs for labradors who love them:
happy water dog!
…She whispered back,”Thanks for making some sunshine today.”
The ferry was facing stormy seas.
Manikin overboard! Nobody heard.
Good thing we float…
Swam the daunting stormy sea to shore.
Over slippery soapy stones.
Strong survivor closeup.
Safe!
Some days just feel like that.
Some days in Seattle, especially Sundays,
it’s necessary to make your own.
Sun, that is.
We have these Pantone color-matching cards that make the perfect,
and we mean perfect, sunshine colors.
Mimosa makes sense for PMS 14-0848,
like Sunday brunch at the beach.
The mechanics are a bit like flying a kite,
string required, of course.
A bit of wind helps, but not too much.
You wait for just the right breeze, the right lift,
and you hoist your sunshine into the sky.
And bask in the glow.
Good for the soul.
SPF 2 is plenty.
Emotikin World 
