Merri strolls along, her joyful dark eyes
Sparkling in the scintillating sunlight;
Her soft smile is surrounded by the rolling
Waves of her bouncing brown hair.
Her e-mail inbox is heavy with complaints
From the company’s customers;
Yet her lighthearted fingers cruise crisply
Across her keyboard, with no worries.
Merri’s life is full of love because she
Stands on the rock of the eternal present;
No guilt of yesterday’s youth, no terror
Of tomorrow, but not carpe diem either.
The source of her inner strength is
Mystical, and her heart dances in freedom;
Her whole being is dressed in white,
Scattering the dark night of unknowing.