Poetry Category

You
and only you …
are the
Truth of my existence, the
Beauty of my being, the
Joy of my soul.

You
and only you …
see the
breadth,
height,
and
depth of me.

You and only you,
love me
perfectly.
Amen.

I love how peaceful and still everything is in the early morning hours of the day—twittering birds, a ticking clock–the silence refreshes my soul.
I breathe more deeply in these moments when nothing is vying for my attention—no doing, just being.
Even the hands on the clock seem to move slowly in this healing revelry.

In the stillness my imagination takes me away . . .
. . . to the ocean where I hear the calm assurance of the rhythmic waves gently breaking and feel the salty mist on my face.
. . . or to the forest my soul wanders–I lift my arms skyward as if I am a majestic conifer in this tranquil cathedral; I smell the dewy moss growing.
. . . or to an open field where I lie down among the wistfully swaying grasses looking upward to an ink-black sky dotted with incandescent points of brilliant luminescence.

The reverberating timbre of a train horn in the distance brings me back to my office.

I wish everyone in the whole world would stop at once if only for a minute to drink in and embrace our being together as One.

Ever merciful
Ever generous
Ever gentle
Ever kind
Ever true
Never judging
Never scornful
Never selfish
Never proud
Never rude
Until now
Never have I ever
Known such love
Without it
Never do I ever
Want to live.