He said
You’re beautiful
Beauty, like stars and flowers
Full, like my heart
Beauty
Full
Tag: Beauty
The Rolling Hills
I wake to glory in the rolling hills
In autumn when the air is clear and cold
My thoughts are wrapped up in the morning’s chills
Of what is free, and neither bought nor sold
For life, this life, it is all I will get
To make of what I will, this moment now
With each step taken, there is one more yet
To reach the stage, perform, and take my bow
The rolling hills of wonder all around
The autumn bursts of color in my eyes
The birds of fall, with each their diff’rent sound
The morning sun, whose first rays cauterize
The wounds of yesterday that late lay bare
And vanish in the bracing autumn air
.
(From November, 2014)
To share is human:
My Friend Here
I do not care how other folks
May judge things on this earth:
To me, my friend here’s beautiful
For what the hell
That’s worth
To share is human:
Reading Epiphany
Again the time goes drifting by
The night comes in, unheeded
The last rays of the dying light
Are all that’s really needed
She reads the last few pages
And she slowly turns the cover
The universe spreads out its arms
To gather in its lover
To share is human:
On 21:3:11
Much there is that’s beautiful,
Far stretches time and space;
We strive with conscience dutiful
Infinity to face –
Yet what we cannot fathom
We hide behind a mask;
And do not know our limits
Because we never ask
