There Are Days

there are days

i'm walking on flower petals

gentle underneath my toes

and uncrushed



fragrance of tulips, lilacs

colors of rainbows

so vivid

my eyes are moist

and anything

anything is possible



there are days

my skin tingles

with anticipation

and beauty radiates

in the eyes of another

and they don't even realize it



it's as if

all the filters are removed

from my senses

and the holy

permeates everything



and I giggle

because no one else

seems to know

and i've been privy

to a miraculous secret

while others go on

cursing at burnt toast

traffic jams

or kids throwing hissy fits in Wal-Mart