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Chain Reaction

Good morning, may I say I hope you have the brightest day as precious life comes your way loving who your heart does say loves you back!

For hearts track

genuine emotions targeting you.

So be heartfelt whatever you do.

Don’t take earnest offering’s for granted

by people planted

with smiling faces

requesting time in places

like your heart, mind.

Always, be kind.

But look who’s talking: I initially awoke feeling wrong-sided... Each letter keyed was with unwilling fingers as my mind confided it was tired, nearly expired from toils yesterday. Oddly, revived in a way I’m rapidly typing this with mind, digits skipping in bliss

offering tidings of good day and night. May this serve you right brightening what’s frightening, warming tempests storming. Wear it every day as your sun’s morning ray. Have it last in your head as you set off to bed.

I hope to start

a chain that will part

lips with a smile

that will propagate awhile

linked person to person.

A reaction that can’t worsen

by nonparticipation,

violence, agitation.

Its effects will not scatter

by those who do not matter.

May its rippling effect

make you ably reject

what doesn’t enhance

dreams of chance,

what clogs and binds

peace-seeking minds.

My wish for you today is whatever you say,

wherever you go, let energy’s chain flow

and corners of your mouth

arc upwards from south

to turn around another’s from upside down.

As I’ve affected you, do likewise to those you greet.

And so on… they’ll touch others they meet

propagating such a chain reaction

powered by greeting’s interaction

that a sustained ripple effect

grows more than you’d expect.

Amazing how a sanguine greeting emanating from one tired me

potentially can cause commotion spreading gifted words of glee…

like it is that a miniscule pebble can start a landslide, extracting a small splinter can cause big pain to subside. This is lifting my spirits. I’m intending to keep them up here. Funny for a person starting in a funk now hoping to share a blessed space with some who can’t see, dream, find a similar place to be.

Consider your purpose here any day, anytime-think! At times, when given an ample cup; offer others a drink. Never take the power of a simple salutation for granted or the possibility that you could be an agent planted to consciously or subliminally place ideas in another’s head by a few little words written, spoken or red… Meaning, it’s hard gleaning just how such complicated reactions evolve into infinite chains… that, then can revolve around you

and seemingly trivial things you do.

Wow, I’m suspended in thought

thinking hard that I ought,

with finger to temple,

admit it can’t be that simple!

If it is then it’s only for a spell,

at least, this is what feelings tell.

Just in case, like arriving at the initial point on a swing,

“Good morning,” again I sing with words written down. It’s rumored around man can hear with focused eyes. What a pleasant surprise! He can see with ears. Visual beauty he hears. Contradicting.

Seems conflicting.

However, senses do share

connections somewhere

deep in the soul

with links forever old.

I’ve certainly turned around my own day. What power I wield

with a dimpled smile as my sword, a good day as a shield!

Now follow suit-… troops align, ready,

with smiles locked, steady

move onward convert

words so they don’t hurt.

Linked arm-in-arm,

who’d dare breech to harm

through human barriers

carriers

encircling you.

Dimples do

spread peace.

Upturned, release

tension in faces.

They spread joy at rapid paces.

And words being word

huddled as a contiguous herd,

jovially come to mind and on parted lips as I type

at sunrise this fall bursting with brilliant colors so ripe…

A hearty good morning! Repeat it to the next person right away. Pass this greeting as a chain. Hopefully, it will make anothers day!