04 Joy's Underground Streams Inside All Poem by Saiom Shriver

Icicle rows dripping in the light.. lines of exclamation
points! ! ! ! ! translucent with sun joy
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Spring willow streamers... the tree cheerleads the birds in branch
bleachers
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Into shards the dreams have shattered.. the pain
in the dream... has not mattered.
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From the chalice of his heart I drink love and joy. It is
the only draught which quenches my soulthirst.
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The sight of him! long needles of light knit.. of a sudden
weaving wings for my heart!
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As the pure bright mirror transmits the morning sun
we need not understand God.. but only pass God on
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The morning birds' melodies.. the woodpecker does counterpoint
How is it that his ceaseless drill... shatters the barriers to
peace?
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Bursting blooms of bluebonnet to the sun sing silent sonnets
A beetlebored bamboo flute.. Yonder wind plays upon it
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Around the corner from the flesh food coroners,
August field's coronation of a cornucopia of corn
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The touchdown points of the rainbow are obscured
by grey fog, but as blue and sun appear, the fog has been
absorbed.. into new figs.
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Laundry dances in the wind on the clothesline... empty scarecrows...of whom no bird is frightened
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The curvenecked clover lamps hang oer a London sidewalk's cobbles shedding purple light in their wee world
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Spring rains raise the wells
Every one does upwell
.. merging as they overspill
A new joy river they do swell.
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Saddened by the plaintive sounds of the mourning dove,
he decided to be silent or cheerful when he spoke.
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Feared lightning became the silver lining
of the cloud of good change.
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Water spiders, skaters..gliders, blissdarting shooting stars without
external guiders
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October when each leaf is a stained glass aperture
in the cathedrol of autumnal light
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Squirrels spiral up the church spires
and down again to the spirea
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Alighting and taking off from the tiger lilies and phlox and
sunflowers are hummingbirds and butterflies and bees,
with no air controllers and no accidents.
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Sunwands turn rain droplets into blackberry drupelets as enkindled
okra seeds acknowledge heliocracy.
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White morning glories translucent in the sun..bloom fabric
stretched on its ribs like Japanese
rice paper lanterns shining with light
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The fields are filled with crystal balls of morning dew,
each revealing your destiny: the morning sun
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As a shaft of light sweeps down a sootfilled chimney
is God's delight available to all.
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When the couple midnight swam in the quarry,
waving were the skies' reflections starry.***
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The ice sculpture fish has melted into his waters of completion.
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Melted the ice sculpture quince.. and flowed into
roots.. swelling new quince.
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Squirrels tossed away the chewed pine cones which they ate like
cobs of gold corn
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The drops the rain scatters the river then gathers.. to give to the
sea who in turn offers them in her great chalice to the sun
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She no longer feels sad that her body is bound by gravity.. as she
wings the hearts of millions.
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Birds gather on the branch pews of grove choirs
to sing evening vespers to God.

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The drops the rain scatters is to J Pichette
Wings the hearts of millions is to Sandy Patti

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