Oh me! Yes, I’m a wonder
one-off uniquely
 imperfect form, me, not the norm
can you see that? can you see me?
I walk outside in bare feet today
to feel the thousand supple, subtle colors of green
burgeoning between my toes, sprouting
sun on my laughing nose, which I suppose
tomorrow will turn pink, I think - no, I don’t think, I know
but I’ll still smile ‘n dial my face up to the sky and highest branches
seeking God in everything
and cheekily, I might add,
finding Him, or Her, hidden
unbidden in every single twinkling wink that makes up this moment
as I key in, right now
to how loud
the hiccupping tick of my old Wal-Mart watch resounds
in the quiet of my gold buttered afternoon
bee-buzzed, and broken
by insistent ridiculously busy chirp of sparrows
or the neighbor’s dogs that bark too much
but have yellow, innocent eyes
the surprised cackle of chickens and
my desire for Earl Grey tea
perhaps with luscious licking of banana bread
sticking to my honey’d tongue
because on the bathroom scales this morning, it dawned on me that
I wasn’t
as fat
as I thought I was, so there!
I’m celebrating!
me!

Oh!
the wonder
of
fun-on-the-run-in-the-sun-honeybun-not-a-nun ME!