MORELY FIELD  (2-10-91, San Diego, California)

the day
lounged about
in full blown
technicolor
where even
the most common
things
seemed
almost cinematic
where usually
narrower views
appeared
more panoramic
where every
element
of the day
effortlessly combined
into one
seamless harmony
where every open
sense in me
swelled
in its elation
through broadened
quickened
conscious perception
in awakening
more fully
to the beauty
and perfection
of its interconnected
connection
its inseparable
oneness
with life
and all creation
suddenly sensed
seen and felt
reminded of
and known
as my own
deeply intimate
experiential
innate
truth