the reward

in less then a moment, the innumerably variant,
vividly bright, elegant character of an
innocent youth, rocked my world

it was only seven years ago,
though it feels like an entire lifetime,
that the most energetic, influential tot
took hold of me

underfoot all the time,
the small, tiny reflection of the father,
organized itself around rustic environs
as a framework to imagination, it was delightful

but it was a trifle disturbing, too,
a break in this hush, it suddenly
proved to be ripped wide open,
raw, exposed, stripped bare

the result was less strident,
almost mystical, yanking my mind
into dreams of abstract associations

the reward within this picture is the thrill
of planned intentions, led by cool deliberation,
the effect is that of poetry in an orthodox tongue