Zesting Lemons

Somewhere under the tongue of my experience

Sensing All-that-is

The puckering surprise of life’s lemons,

changing my plans

Altering my way

The profound loss & the absurdity

Reminding me of my inherent humility

There’s a recipe living

On the shelf of my heart

secretly kept

In the love letters mailed to me from my future

In the maps measured by life’s intensity over miles I’ve taken

In the serendipity of synchronicity sensed in the elixir made under my tongue,

swishing my feelings of anticipointment and confusiggles

Sensations of delightitude and spaciouliciousness

Emotions of nervcited and wonderweariment

Prayers of purposeful peace and making all moments meaningful

The Iced cold shock of it

Sour pressed,

Freshly squeezing me

To release the magic

Of my witchy creative ways

Of tasting the Stunning

Under my tongue

The zesty effervescence that comes with surrendering to the Mystery of what is

And deeply sucking

all flavorful gifts that come in with Life’s lemons

Please come sit with me

I will pour us a glass of liquid light

with two straws—

Divine cocktails of Intimacy—

Falling in love

with being Alive