Julie A Smith (Illinois)

She is searching for
a beautiful flow.
Two a.m.
and she feels inspired
even though
she really should be sleeping.

As the mountain creek
flows placidly along
the path
adorned by wildflowers
with purple hues
and soft sweet petals,
so she longs for
hopes
wants
and
can't help but desire
a beautiful
sweet
harmonious
flow
to her
life.


As the sun
sends its
golden rays
perfectly
down
to the trees,
meadows,
lakes,
rivers,
and inhabitants
of the world
with a pure and cheerful
countenence,
so she wants her
countenence
to be cheerful
even on
her most grumpy days
when life
has beaten
on her
in its
unkindness
and
a plethora
of problems
try to choke her
like the weeds
in that old Scripture story
that always speaks
a warning to her.

The beautiful flow
glimmers in
the distance
and toward
that horizon
she will go.