Everything Falls into Place
Everything falls into place
when you lie down
under a million monarchs.
How the things of the worried world
all fall into all their small places
when you lie down
under a sky of sunlit beings.
And when they perch like blossoms,
like a thousand thousand blossoms
fluttering orange on green pines,
oh how you thank them and thank them
and you pledge, somehow,
to bring back to the worried world,
their perfect trust and tao.
©Susa Silvermarie 2021
Thanks for making this amazing experience into a poem.