Magic Carpet: 2000_Ink_on_ragpaper3SideA by Carol Hershey

10/3/08_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo

Take me up and away,
Magic rug.
I don't know where to...
Maybe the stars, the planets?
They twinkle so. And oh,
I'd love to see Saturn up close.
Take me up and away
From this dusty floor
And my stomach always begging
For more, more, more.
Take me away from the freezer
Full of ice cream I love to scoop out
With potato chips... mmm.
Away from the piles of music and cards,
Away from my big warm bed.

Be my magic yoga mat rug
And we'll go up and away
Right here, right now
With the in and out of breath.
We'll see stars, we'll spin like moons.
And after we've gone just far enough
The sun salutation
Will bring us home.