New poem: "Maybe Some Day..."

 

Maybe Someday…

 

There’s a poem I want to write,

but I don’t know how.

 

The idea is so big, I don’t know

where to begin.

 

It started in Annecy, France

when I meditated on a maple leaf

and became one with the all;

 

And it ended in my mother’s kitchen

when I experienced my immortal nature,

and the all became me.

 

My poem came out this way,

But it’s not what I wanted to say.

 

The poem that I want to write

is still beyond my sight;

 

Maybe someday…