Summer Portraits

Things I’m thankful for are lots to list,
beginning with the fact that you exist.

A sculpture of a cat will never scratch you,
yet better to hold a cat instead of a statue.

To grow its roots in rocks, a plant will toil
though it would much prefer a porous soil.

Your boundary appears to be your skin,
but it’s not where you end or you begin.

Your breaths move in and out, as though a tide,
suggesting you’re the shore of a sea that’s wide.

Your thoughts are blooming in your brain – a vase –
but were they grown and plucked some other place?

All kinds of thoughts sprout in your fertile mind,
but you may choose to nurture the kindest kind.

Mario A. Pita

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