a great damask is spread
life-table and a bed
no chairs to tease you all
my special dinner served in peace every fall
so i can eat with ease royally
why damask for my table, me?
and not the satin, it be?
to dine with peace and ease at all
to have pleasure each fall
anyway what the table-cloth concerns
damask, satin, cotton or whatever it learns
i’ll let me treat better than ever
like life itself is consuming me
royal or not, i do not care
anyway, life consumes me, it sounds rare
and now i’m a piece of life self
ready to consume myself
it gives me satisfaction
as life did consume me with fatal attraction
i mirror back in my menu
Life consumed me sans tenue
my consumption ablaze
my taste buried
my hunger flurried
but i never worried
just like it does now
i am grateful for every flow
what i may consume of life
or life consumes me
thankful for any strife
and gratitude in glee
to only Thee….
Card designed by Sylvia Frances Chan
© Sylvia Frances Chan
AD. Friday 28th February 2014
Sunny day, full of sunrays
10 C degrees