And so, the one reflects the other
in essence, if not circumstance
bound by threads of common theme
and modes of seeking truth
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I saw there
in the perfect light
your face in all
A visage of Divine
uncompromising beauty
All the day was yummy!
Every little moment
chock-full of experiences
and thoughts
He savored the
multitude of flavors
Yum! Tasty day!
the brush
with bristles bright
and bowing to the canvas
dances, skips, and pirouettes
to music
deep within my heart
my spiritual being
transposed through pigment
my soul singing
resplendent leaping light
joyous painting
soothes uneasy plight
tempers stress
awakens luminous
spirit
today, right now
intense rejoicing
as the brush whirls
cavorts and prances
in exuberant flight
Our Friendship
is a beautiful cloth
woven by the dance
you there me here, me there you here
and connected
by threads of love
all these years
A tapestry of lightness
joy and gratitude
accentuated here and there
by a few small dark lines
for dramatic definition
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We are the weaving
not the loom
A chef of Life, he is
a concoctor of rich flavor
tasty and extraordinary
Every tidbit, every moment
is worth savoring
Each morsel of Life
is filled with the love
from his strong heart
And would please
even the most discerning palate
Far and away
the most important sound
is that of the heartbeat
at the center of the universe
Where is the center of infinity?
Right here, right now
Stand clear
essence of unconditional love
coming through
I am Love
There is a place
deep in my heart
Where truth shines bright
all love reigns
It’s there I go
in times of need
for solace and healing
Communing
in stillness
Over the bridge
to self-discovery they walked
hand in hand
Each alone within
their thoughts
Yet they were
of one mind
Ah!
The lovely paradox
The old house is empty
awaiting the new family
that may never arrive
Shingles lost and hinges broke
it’s sat for a long time
still
Chilldren’s voices haunt its halls
and emotions once strong and deep
reminiscenses and memories
the old house silently keeps
Dappled light tickles the senses
awakening nimble thoughts
quieting busy busyness
Breathe deep
contemplate
Verdant canopy in constant motion
even the slightest breeze
moves them to dancing
Perpetual motion
sweet peace
within
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Ever I long for connection
with Spirit
Ever available in the garden
called Life
the brush
