Monday, July 30, 2007

defining the craft

poetry is

recreating an experience

of one soul in another

through the creative craft

of word and voice
when I first heard yours
my heart could not tolerate its elation
till I gave it your name
now always
you live in my being
and that lilt
is the cadence
in an eternal season
of rhythm
and joy

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

The Highest Love

She said this is such a gift. Leukemia. Chemo. Reflection and resting in God's love. I thank my Creator for my visit with her this week. There is Love.

Rose garden showing
a beauty unlike no other
a loving heart and smile
sharing so much
and blooming
I've thirsted long
for this
a saturation
soaking up this love
that feeds me
we come together through
parents oddly matched
grow in the experience
with spice of life and
human folly
finding partners of our own
purpose and passion
and soul's destiny
to grow
and our offspring too
this love
is family in the making
together we are one
of the highest love
one of purpose
we are love
this is a garden
of the highest love
is family