Everything is Sign

A bird lands on a branch
then flutters to the ground.
She dips her beak into a puddle.
Everything is sign
A cloud crosses the sky
and blocks the sun, shrouds my day.
Maybe the sun blocks my way.
Everything is sign.
A feeling I get when these things happen
darkens my soul and binds my day.
But these are merely things
put at my bay, past them I see
into the one.
The wind blows, a leaf stirs,
dances across the land.
The peace disturbed for a thousand souls.
Everything is sign
A raindrop falls from a dark cloud
ripples in a puddle tell a story.
Everything is sign
A feeling I get attached to things
the emotion of a million souls
time washed by.
Thoughts creep into the dark corners of my mind
I become a slave to running from emotion.
A sigh, a cough, the scream that eyes make
when they roll, the yell that you make under your breath.
Everything is sign.
These signs are placed into your path by energy,
a process of interconnectedness.
All things interact and kinetics is born.
Do not see them as things,
for they are not merely things,
they are lessons; growth depends on your learning them.
Everything is sign.

-M. Swain 11/12/09