Daily Napkin for Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sometimes,
in the quiet moments
like unoccupied wispy webs,
thoughts of you,
there in my heart,
tickle my fancy
awaken my soul,
ever deeper the urge
on the journey
from head to heart to home
Yucca Hummer
Into the desolate places
of my life
Where no stinky bug
dared to tread,
No spiders set up web
and where only the crevices
carved by tears
bore evidence of green life
— into those desolate places
of my psyche —
there flew a hummingbird
hovering before my face
and awakening my heart
