the way a golden leaf touches the earth
sheltering future seeds from cold,
the way the seagull paints
white circles into grey skies
before the fall of soothing rain,
the steadfast way the oak abides the storm.
on paths of stillness we will wander
beneath the bleak face of a winter sun
keeping hope low behind forest's black silhouette
the gentle sough of fallen summer on our feet.
on paths of stillness we will wander
your vine trailing around each hour
watching the western sky
for heaven's gates lighting the setting sun
to find a home in ocean's arms.
let me love you silently
the way a silver moonray
kisses the sleeping flower.
(for D.)
(Which one is the way to go to meet your eye still in this lifetime ...?)
2 comments:
o dear.......this is so lovingly delicate and beautiful that it made me cry. wish i could repost it on wordpress because this resonates deep. your words are purest air.
Thank you dearly ~~~ Big hugs to you my friend _/|\_
Post a Comment