Poem: Beneath the Canada Dry

Beneath the Canada Dry

Here, at the end of an aisle,
We speak of thoughts sublime.
The Canada Dry and Sunkist
Bear silent witness to the expression
Of our deepest longings.
Time out of time,
Sharing the space of Eternity,
The fluorescent lights penetrating
The Truth of our words.

We call on Kabir,
Exquisite in his brevity.
Rumi infuses our hearts with Love
And Lao Tzu proclaims simplicity.
The sweetness is palpable.
No need for a dollop of jam
To entrance our taste buds.
We breathe the Silence
And know our union in Love.

I speak of the roles we play,
Strutting in our human costumes.
You invoke the rolls,
Warm buns of pleasure
Waiting for your dinner.
And so we banter,
Delighting in the communion
Of knowing the unknowable,
Laughing in the Supermarket of Life.

Prema Rose