Preeminence

without intensity of stress
on the verge of unrest
with pulse and blood
pumping in rhythm
walks turn into skips

children smile in unison
at caterpillars dressed in their finest
and grasshoppers singing silly songs
marching into colorful gardens
befit for a king

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 04/21/2010 in the late afternoon as the rain fell in perfection