Cross legged in the sauna heat
We speak about the things
Which impact on our daily lives
And pull the old heart strings.
Lifting threads of humanity
To hold them in the hand.
Feel the mellow toned viola
Evoke hot tears, unplanned.
And a little boy laughs
As he wags to and fro
Before the stainless steel
Six by four's reflective flow.
An old friend retrieved
From the shelves of distrust,
Reconciled thankfully
From time's portals of dust.
Oh,the sweetness of sharing
A sweaty faced smile
In the company of Ivy
Cross legged awhile.


Marshalg
@theBatch
Mangere Bridge
16 August 2009