M&M Love Notes

Left a M&M Love Note last night on the cutting board.

Next to the M&M cookies lay a cluster of M&M's laid out to say :

Paul!

So that he knew they were for him.

In the morning he arose, and leaving took only two.

A little later I awoke and found the M&M's changed.

They were now shaped in a heart and they spelled:

I love you

Touched by the message in chocolate (Is there any better way?)

I at once ate a couple, then changed it to say:

E loves P

He came home from work just now, just for a moment.

Enough time for a kiss, then he noticed the message

and simply said "Aww" with an adorable grin.

Then off he whisked, to grab us some dinner.

I wonder on his return, what the M&M's might say.

If there are any left.

Creature of the Night

A creature of the night, I fly on wings curled back and snug against me.

There's a time to use them, but now its not necessary.

I choose what I do. The 'I' in the true sense of the Self, not the little self.

I choose the will of the Guru. What other choice bears consideration?!

Surely the answer will fall under the will anyway. 

Analyze.

Dissect.

Discombobulate.

Good, well there's the logic, the mechanical brain is happy.

The intuitive is bored and irritated.

Why consider lesser choices? So unsatisfactory.

Perhaps, easy is just that, But to sacrifice the potential rewards?

Never. It's better to fail at the endeavor, 

infinitely more rewarding than stagnation.

Untying your destiny, one knot at a time;

It's not as easy as it sounds.

Not that anyone said it was.

Burning Daylight

Cream colored clouds, laced with white glide gently 

across the hidden blue sky. 

Rainbows, not bands but colors; are evident to my eye. 

The rising suns strikes the cream curdling it to 

Gold then purified to Pale Ivory. 

The world is moving, shifting with the presence of light, 

scattering the darkness. 

The once peaceful night ends, stirred by the restlessness 

of the awakening world. 

I need to get away, to protect my heart and the treasures stored there.  

Time to move.

We're burning daylight! At least I have something to burn through the clouds.

The golden self is the last thing to purify with fire, burning to Pale Ivory.

Whatever you do... don't let your fire go out.