Conscious Work

A labor of Love
their deep conversation
passed gently through
the hours of productive pain

To birth a new understanding
between them


Apple of My Eye

Apple of My Eye

Apple pie,
You are the apple of my eye
An apple a day keeps the blues away
And I’m not talking apples and oranges
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For health, for joy
For love in my heart always
In the abundant orchard of Life
You are the one I picked


Over the bridge
to self-discovery they walked
hand in hand
Each alone within
their thoughts
Yet they were
of one mind
The lovely paradox