Failure

Words wrong me
leave me expressionless
as I try to catch
how the flowing light
in all things
lately sprays
from my fingertips
from the fountains
I see in meditation
all-colors mingling
colors of hope
of healing and strength
of kindness and love
of ease and comfort-
Indeed a rainbow
all of light-
Light that enraptures
that enlivens all things
that lives in the worm
as surely as it moves
my hand now and will
move the seeds to split
the heliotrope to swivel
in praise of the light
in silent anthems
to the great green force
To Life singing
forever to itself.