Who Put All This Goodness Here?

by Avril Amaya

at times, the beauty was so

overwhelming that all i could

do was watch and cry/

at times, the universe reveled with me

at its own majesty and cried too,

pouring warm rains on my body,/

i hold my face up to the sky

and receive the blessing/

the wind comes in to my ears, and

when i open my mouth, it ventures in there too,

not shy to explore every part of me, making the

grasses next to me dance in/

ecstasy, their little pink flowers are

perfect/

at times, i have to stop and sit on the side of the empty

road, and write of the beauty,