The World

is full of sorrow
and silence, but mine
drips raindrops
collecting lollipops
in descending colours.

I can see chickadees in
full frenzy, feathers
humming like that other
bird, arm in arm with
the sun, a drink of water to

cool off . And in the evening
of my return, I see Sun’s
delightful chant, of sleepy
sky and starlight friends
in full view.

I know cheers and jeers
are in this wide world
as well as torn jeans
and second hand views; I

also know that wheels turn
round and around returning to
full view, a soul and heart
uniting in one magic moment.

© Richard L. Provencher