The Fool #2
18" x 24"
acrylic / canvas

Among the wise I throng to work
to where my mind resists,
to make a difference.
Important beyond measure
I wait the allotted years
to rest and watch the butterflies.

Not so the fool
who keeps the same hours as the lily
who's slow and witless mind
opens slowly like the flower
and who's notes from his whistle
clear and sweet
sail above the sage-less water
float among the mindless trees
and back to him
who knows so little.

Unimportantly he looks
upon the butterfly wing
and marvels at its being there
while his tune
so full of promise
goes unheard.