Peace, gratitude for each day

Cattle as they bow at the water trough, and tilt
lowing, and the the dawns approach  
our daily bread, each glass of milk  
as morning breaks, and be its host  
  
The escalator broken down    
the traffic light just stuck on red  
 spelling mistakes that just confound,  
to test and see the way ahead  
   
 As you stop, to count to ten  
 count your Fortune Cookie luck  
a special time to be content  
sweep or mop the rubbish up  
   
Scaffold falling around our ears  
the scurry of the sewer rats  
ticking timebomb, are our ignorance and sneers  
dancing  Swan Lake's final act  
   
Not, in the gutter gaze  
a butterfly with wings outstretched  
 face to clouds, or sun, in praise  
the fluttered heart within the chest  
   
Polish that day, 'tll it shines bright  
 sing, with the great gospel choir  
the plain, transformed into delight,  
your cross that sits upon the spire  
   
The drapes of clarity be raised  
 words the spotlight, golden vowels, diamond nouns  
the egg produce a new born sage  
 burn your heart's and mind's astound
 
small pieces in the great mosaic
broken shards, knowing just to love yourself
find the peace from just the grey prosaic
the bond, that you were there to help