It Is Everything Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

It is everything
always something looking at you
teasing you like a child
hiding in the crevices
of your inflated mind
always waiting to jump
in your path
as you make errands
and innocent are letters
forming words
like a cross-word puzzles
and then ricochet
off your ball-pointed pen
or tip-toeing like your fingers
on a grey keyboard
everything indeed it is
from the bossom of your smile
and the way you walk
swaying this way and that
and from the blind man
crossing the street
tapping his white cane
and listening to the sound
whispering in his ears
it is everything
from the music and madness
of this unruly world
and to the prayer on your alter
where the bhajans
reach for your thirsty soul
everything indeed it is
even when you make offer
to love me
as I love you
in every cadence
of an innocent heart-beat
wanting more
of what is becoming less.