I Stopped

“Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?” —Winnie the Pooh

I stopped to think, kicked off my shoes—
I stopped to drink in all the views
That scudded past my blinkered eye
Before I sprawled on lawns to lie
Beneath the sky to search for clues…

Beneath the citrus sunrise hues
Beneath a bruise of grays and blues
Beneath the heavens, Heaven high
__I stopped to think.

I stopped to think. I stopped to choose
To ponder over and enthuse
About the what and where and why—
Questions thinkers won’t deny.
Neath buxom moons where gurus muse
__I stopped to think.