This Is All About An Expression The Main Ingredient Is Freedom. Poem by RIC BASTASA

This is all about an expression
the main ingredient is freedom.

everyday birds land in your hair.
eggs are laid.You are the nest.

sometimes a lion takes a bite at you.
One rib is missing. Pain takes residence.

there is a day of a miracle.
There is a window in your eye.
Light has wings. It hovers in your
eyelashes. You blink.

on one sunday, you are a blank
sheet of paper. you are the old man
waiting for a final pronouncement.
A funeral passes by you and you
are sitting by the window.

Thursdays are the usual throwbacks.
You open a box of black and white pictures.
You cannot help. You cry alone.

there are days however, as loneliness
can also be so boring, that you feel that
you are a fountain of water.
You surge. Children stop by and want
to touch the drops you make
in the park. You can hear the songs of
their laughter.

so many events. so many people.

that is why, this is all about an expression
& the main ingredient is freedom.