Art by Norman E. Masters

MOODS

Joy,
self,
growing winged
exalted
and full stretched
to touch the farthest sun
with fingertips.

Happiness,
is being well content
to be,
a bundled cache
of smallest things,
all commonplace,
cocooned in rosy wraps.

Peace
silence encased
within a spiny shell
refracting light
from all the troubled moons,
of living space.

Irene Dodge
July 18, 1983

Dryad Dreams, art by Norman E. Masters [To Cosmic Wind]