true self:

lying on the pillowy bed
i count my breath

running from random thoughts
like jonah fleeing nineveh

i encounter a system of larks
realizing that the observable

universe is transient
and less than real

as i eclipse
the depths of peace

finding a God of mercy
in daffodils & tulips

allowing myself to become
an einstein of love.

Download Rick Davis’s Poetry Chapbook “WALKING”