comes sometimes the surprise
when we feel the footprint
a footprint that
leaves us in a memory
that just happened
a found memory
a warm and gentle
soft and quiet
easy and yet calm
and a mind filled with thoughts
that caress us and the depths of the universe
a universe that could explode
from a million stars born
where clouds and sky clear
from storms of past
where water purifies
itself from the beneath rocky sands
where tiny spouts of flower grows
in spring to see their pedals form
and later
sometime soon
the bud that housed this
flower blooms in golden sunlight
fresh, glorious in such color
brilliantly gracing the sky above
and it was I that felt so surprised