My Tapestry

Just the other day
I was sitting on the bus
the bus that gets me to where i need to be
helpless, but to stare out of the window

it was such a bright and sunny day
sky, bluer than I'd ever seen it
imagining for just a moment
the carpet of rose's that we passed
performing the Mexican Wave just for me
 
​​​​​​and in the distance
the magnificent oak trees
applauding the bright pink wave
 
startled by sound awakening my Imagination
birds, chirping in their orchestra of whistle
the windows on the bus, wide open
 
allowing me to hear their sweet melodies
reflecting on the fact that their music was perfect
even without the clever hands of a conductor
 
every so often stopping
at a zebra crossing
allowing the other humans
to cross the road on foot
making their way
to wherever
they were destined to be
 
and I?
 
well finally I'd reached my destination
so very grateful
to have been part of this magnificent moment
of imagery and sound
 
reaching my front door
placing my key into the keyhole
reflecting once more
on the simplicities of life and…

how very lucky I am just to be alive.