to the area before the fringe
I catch glimpses
of the freedom and frenzy there.
I stall in appreciative thought
about the beauty I see
contemplating what could meld
ugly and harsh with warm and attractive.
Because, bitter, endearing, pain, peace
are all present out there.
Then it came to me that the
understanding key is authenticity.
All things presented without agenda
swirling and being out there
on the fringe of conscious thought.
It’s the only explanation I can capture.
So, on that assumption I drift out there
to catch any treasures I might.
All I think now is about
my next venture out
to the area of my thoughts
where dreams reside and where
no matter the shape they take
I’m free and fearless to explore them.
©2009 by Shari Lynne Smothers