Ponderings

Celebrations.

I wonder what is with them

That nudges my Self to expand.

Is it the very act of preparing

To bask in the collective joy,

that hastens my pulse.

Or, is it the prospect of sharing

Thoughts and trivia on a platter,

that makes me sprightly.

On second thoughts,

Am I the only one

In whom such magic unfolds.

Or does anyone who tosses

His heavy load in the cumulative basket

Rise up again to lo ambrosia behold

If it be so,

The secret is out for us to see.

Just as fire catches fire, joy catches joy.