Incantations of solitude
Splayed all over
Iridescent pages
Wiped by finger wand
In an instant
Sweet torment of longing
For deeper waters
Treading still
Yet running
In ruminations
Creatures lurk
Prod and pull
At my toes
Envious of airborne
View below treetops
A curtain moves
Lights fade
My heart gallops
At the notion
A bond could not
Be saved
Time and time again
Our footsteps find
The path that winds
Back to where
Our heart wound
Sings for solace
Giving it the love
We grew accustomed to
Until our mind
Direction-finding
Breaks through
Finds the compassion
To love the child
Within
My soul reaches out
Like morning rays
Touching dew drop
Falling from new leaf
Turned over
Each morning I wake
See you and wish
To dry fresh tears
With new found smiles
Flying in formation
I admire commitment
To one another
Through all weathers
Looking to the heavens
For inspiration
Direction finding
Decision laden
Feather-like mine
Wondering where
You're flying
Shelter within
Together while
Wind and storm rage
Our souls tied
Calms the storm
Inside
I choose to give all
Love willingly
Receive
While holding on to
The rest of me, daily
Revive
Love a turning of seasons
To renew not survive
Enliven
I keep returning to safe place
In my heart of hearts
Where secrets don't need
To be erased
Where I can love who I love
Offer no explanations
Where we're free to walk
Fields of life arm in arm
How can it be
On the sunniest day
Of the year
There's a storm inside?
To my surprise
Five black birds in the sky
Predicted winds of change
In your eyes
Hello my ancient friend
May I place yet another
Hand on your leg?
Will you spill all secrets
In this brief meeting?
How you thrived
Thousands of adoring
Visitors while growing
Silently, unnoticed
Our footsteps heralded
By birdsong
We celebrate the girth
Of your waist
While post-luncheon
Walkers remark on
New year's resolutions
Aimed at winding back
Time and growth
Of their appearance
It must seem
Very primitive thinking
To such a wise one
Of your worth
You may never know
Until you let go
Whether there's
Something else
To hold on to
On the spectrum from belief
To nilpotent
I may be strung along
Like a row of pearls
When lightning strikes
The heart of her
She ignites
Fuels her desire
My sweet exterior melts
Reduced to a puddle
To mirror her exuberance
To the sky
Till she hides under blanket
For the night
My youngest was born
On your birthday
All those years ago
He is kind, wise and generous
Born under the same sign
I'd lost memories like quicksand
Till I saw you, resurrected
Now I have dreams to protect you
From prying lips and eyes
All hours I spent
Watching, wondering
Which words would suffice to say
Now I clumsily write them down
In hope for brighter days
I left the lap of nature
For a piece on heritage street
Left behind a part of me
I am yet to retrieve
I long to nurture another
Tending to their wounds
Catching any words that fall
Just like you did for me
Count the stars of heaven 