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you.

       So be heartfelt whatever you do.

       Don’t take earnest offering’s for granted

       by people planted

       with smiling faces

       requesting time in places

       like your heart, mind.

       Always, be kind.

      

      

      But look who’s talking: I initially awoke feeling wrong-sided... Each letter keyed was with unwilling fingers as my mind confided it was tired, nearly expired from toils yesterday. Oddly, revived in a way I’m rapidly typing this with mind, digits skipping in bliss

      offering tidings of good day and night. May this serve you right brightening what’s frightening, warming tempests storming. Wear it every day as your sun’s morning ray. Have it last in your head as you set off to bed.

      I hope to start

      a chain that will part

      lips with a smile

      that will propagate awhile

      linked person to person.

      A reaction that can’t worsen

      by nonparticipation,

      violence, agitation.

      Its effects will not scatter

      by those who do not matter.

      May its rippling effect

      make you ably reject

      what doesn’t enhance

      dreams of chance,

      what clogs and binds

      peace-seeking minds.

      My wish for you today is whatever you say,

      wherever you go, let energy’s chain flow

       and corners of your mouth

       arc upwards from south

      to turn around another’s from upside down.

      As I’ve affected you, do likewise to those you greet.

       And so on… they’ll touch others they meet

       propagating such a chain reaction

      powered by greeting’s interaction

       that a sustained ripple effect

       grows more than you’d expect.

       Amazing how a sanguine greeting emanating from one tired me

       potentially can cause commotion spreading gifted words of glee…

      like it is that a miniscule pebble can start a landslide, extracting a small splinter can cause big pain to subside. This is lifting my spirits. I’m intending to keep them up here. Funny for a person starting in a funk now hoping to share a blessed space with some who can’t see, dream, find a similar place to be.

      Consider your purpose here any day, anytime-think! At times, when given an ample cup; offer others a drink. Never take the power of a simple salutation for granted or the possibility that you could be an agent planted to consciously or subliminally place ideas in another’s head by a few little words written, spoken or red… Meaning, it’s hard gleaning just how such complicated reactions evolve into infinite chains… that, then can revolve around you

      and seemingly trivial things you do.

      Wow, I’m suspended in thought

       thinking hard that I ought,

      with finger to temple,

      admit it can’t be that simple!

      If it is then it’s only for a spell,

      at least, this is what feelings tell.

      Just in case, like arriving at the initial point on a swing,

      “Good morning,” again I sing with words written down. It’s rumored around man can hear with focused eyes. What a pleasant surprise! He can see with ears. Visual beauty he hears. Contradicting.

      Seems conflicting.

       However, senses do share

       connections somewhere

       deep in the soul

       with links forever old.

      I’ve certainly turned around my own day. What power I wield

      with a dimpled smile as my sword, a good day as a shield!

      Now follow suit-… troops align, ready,

      with smiles locked, steady

      move onward convert

      words so they don’t hurt.

      Linked arm-in-arm,

      who’d dare breech to harm

      through human barriers

      carriers

      encircling you.

      Dimples do

      spread peace.

      Upturned, release

      tension in faces.

      They spread joy at rapid paces.

      And words being word

      huddled as a contiguous herd,

      jovially come to mind and on parted lips as I type

       at sunrise this fall bursting with brilliant colors so ripe…

      A hearty good morning! Repeat it to the next person right away. Pass this greeting as a chain. Hopefully, it will make anothers day!

      Beautiful

      Beautiful

      Morning light shyly, quietly peeps through closed blinds like a child through an ajar door.

       Forging past despite closed blinds incapable of fully containing the patient, respectful young intruders.

      Curious, eager, excited about the dawn of a fresh day and its gift-bearing potential. Squeezing past cracks eventually reaching eyes closed, lost in a variety of intangible dream vistas. Conflicted, morning light somewhat reluctant to disrupt peaceful night’s slumber, announces itself. Nature’s premier visual alarm sounds. It is indeed… Beautiful!

       Spectacularly dressed leaves detach to make their grand debut;

       Ready to leave home

       and abandon familiar surroundings after a long season or two’s preparation…

      Twirling, fluttering. Skies becoming alive adopting brilliant earth-tone hues courtesy of cascading leaves departing; Sometimes slowly in silence floating on gentle breezes obeying laws discovered not created by mammalian entities. Other times sweetly flapping, flipping; dancing in song. Gravity and wind compete as directional forces willing downwards, outwards movements in flight. Like jubilant pirouetting brightly adorned nymphs they fall gracefully. Bravo! Dramatic elegant costumed performances like these are… Beautiful!

       Invigorating droplets escape plump ecstatic clouds.

       Overjoyed, they cannot contain their contents:

       Either giggling coyishly, sprinkling tickling barely there mist droplets in every direction south or

       Guffawing fiercely hurling sculpted crystalline multidimensional balls, flakes or shards;

      

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