reflections of the story I am

same date, same month, same hour, different year,

exploring deeply the reflections of the story I am,

while other new chapters, like many myriad others

are waiting happily to be sublimely explored, and

invoked in the category of wonder with pleasure,

using some joyfulness and the visionary innocence

of my spirit balanced delightfully at life's power

in the abundance of love to my subtle delectation.

tchin-tchin à la ᵏᴼᵏᴼ🥂