an original poem by LR: Pie in the Sky

For hours & hours sat I
I was not eating pie
no, not I
It was not pie
that ate I,

I sat for hours, yet nowhere near me was pie.
under rock and crevice searched I
for hint or whiff of any pie

You cannot sit for hours without pie.
you can sit for hours with a sigh
yet I sat, did I.

I did all this but I had no pie.
when pigs fly there might be pie
would I die before I saw pie?

I did not miss the pie
for I knew not that there was pie.
Pie alluded the inner eye.
my oh my where could be a bit of pie?

So I sat for hours
but I did not see a pie.
not one pie did see I.
possibly there was no pie?
Did somebody lie about pie?

I sat for hours but I did not wait for a pie.
no, not I, I did not see a pie.
nor did a pie see I
A pie did not walk up on it’s own towards I

round and round in pie circles went I
never meant to spy magic pie
There just was no daam pie,
don’t you get it?
not even was there pie in the sky.

slowly fade into the void then you stop searching for pie out there and become inventor of the imaginative pie.

still stumped? ok. here’s the scoop. Many years tried to exit the body objectively. Didn’t work. heap frustration. Finally started flying when I went in search of any I might be helpful to. give a shot of boost to. random acts of kindness. It’s not hard to smile and I have pie all over my face. retrievals are also acts of kindness within a mundane world appearing so. In people’s hearts was found the rare pie. the least among us held the seed of greatness and the delectible flavor of their own unique pie baking in their unique warm oven heart. That was why I couldn’t find pie. You have to bake your own pie then serve it up warm; don’t let it get cold. if they don't want your pie don't force them to eat it. pretty soon others find they have an oven they overlooked and they bake their own pie too and you share different flavors; mince, peach, cherry, etc. people who do their own cooking put love in their food. you don’t buy store bought anymore. theres no love in it. Pie was everywhere and I couldn’t even eat it all. leaven your pie post here with love or it won’t rise.
 if I'm being too silly here I need someone to throw some pie in my face, just make sure it's cherry.