I am the Fool

Water_witch-2by Abigael28 Oct 2013

Please don't taunt or titter
I am the fool , trancendent,
I teeter on the edge of time
and timelessness. My passion
is the universal. In awe I ask

what can I create for a creator
who builds forests from an acorn
and holds the stars and planets
in the wonder of the cosmos?
Creation has my trust, my adoration

dancing in the palm of her hand.
She hands me ideas, slippery things,
little scraps I catch on paper
lest they escape and elude me.
I know I missed the boat

called perfection, but my errors
are portals of discovery and there
are times when a little madness
sets me free. I close my eyes, delve
into secrets and the mystical.

My curiosity peers into a future
of infinite creative energy , of life
and death, beyond knowing, all that is,
and all that is not. There lies my muse
she asks me to leap and a net appears.