And therein lies the rub…
Within the tub
Cause down the drain
Go joy and pain
The merry team descend.
I wonder where
Below the air
My skin cells flow
I cannot know
Their end!
They flow and plant
The seeds to ants
Sprouting roots
Under boots
‘Til seedlings grow again.
I think exists that which I see
when in fact invisibility
is real as me!
Thank you Shakespeare!
Jeanne Poland
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 