SITTING UNDER THE BONSAI TREE

 

I am sitting under the Bonsai Tree

chanting to my loved ones

who have settled in their

eternal resting-places

The tree is

fifteen feet tall

and the trunk grows

in the same distorted manner

as the miniature ones

I see them

sipping chardonnay

planting ganja leaves

and never sweat

They are laughing

and dancing

in circus tents

with rose petals

that fall

Heaven is what you make it

Heaven is what I see

sitting under

the Bonsai tree

Bonsai

it sits on the horizon

perfectly in place

like pink clouds floating

to the east

I will be there