Seize the Day

    Peek-a-boo

    2001

    Blind looking without seeing - then a glimpse …
    Deaf listening without hearing - then a sound …
    Numb sensing without feeling - then a prick …
    Dumb speaking without saying - then a laugh …

    I see her peeking from among the clouds
    Hear her softly whispering upon the breeze
    Feel her gently tugging at my hair
    Greet her gladly with affirming "yes"

    She comes at the beckon of my indifference
    Nods in empathy with my dissatisfaction
    Frowns under the swirl of my confusion
    Tempts me with a winked promise of rejuvenation

    She has heard the mulled monotony of professional mantras chanted
    Tasted the bland boredom of pedalled ideas regurgitated
    Felt the tired treadmill of plodding paths travelled
    Seen the smiling crack in the grey shell-trap of routine

    I see you - sparkling!
    I hear you - fizzing!
    I feel you - bubbling!
    I greet you - bursting!

    You scatter new seeds
    Sprinkle magic dust
    Trickle liquid energy
    Shower nourishing rays

    You bring the gift of yeast
    Fermenting with expectation
    Inside the needy dough
    Of my daily bread

    You are welcome
    My familiar friend
    Back to rescue me
    Just in time
    From un-caring

    — Wayne Visser