Archive for September, 2007

At the End of It

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

At the end of it,
Just one brief, lonely journey,
With no hand to hold,
Steadfastly into the light,
And all the shadows are gone.
All the memories,
All the loves that never were,
The hopes built on dreams,
Fading into that moment,
That comes at the end of it.

Perfect Beauty

Friday, September 28th, 2007

Watching water flow
Quietly among the reeds,
Hearing its music;
I know my presence could not
Improve this perfect beauty.

My World

Saturday, September 22nd, 2007

Like the rain, falling
Upon the stones in my path,
Making them sparkle
As if they were jewels,
Your laughter makes life brighter.

Like the lily’s scent,
Floating through mountain valleys
And my memory,
Your love comes into my soul,
And fills my world with beauty.

You are the blanket
That wraps around my shoulders
When the night chill comes,
And the kiss upon my cheek
That brings dreams of peace and love.

You are the first thing
My eyes see in the morning,
Before they open,
While the world in which I live,
Is still hidden in my heart.

Though I see your face,
Whether waking or asleep,
Though I feel your touch,
In moments of solitude,
Here in my world, you are real.

For You

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

You are the voice that sings my song,
The music of my heart,
My morning’s first delight, the way
I want my day to start.

You are the warmth of summer sun,
The beauty of the clouds,
The joy that fills my heart, and makes
Me say your name out loud.

You are the glow that sunset brings
With fading of the light,
The songs I hear the forest sing,
The music of the night.

You are the sum of all these things,
Because I wish it so,
And though you’re just a distant dream,
I thought that you should know.

Face to Face

Sunday, September 16th, 2007

Let’s sit down and talk,
Not just a note, now and then,
But a real face-to-face.
I need to know if my words
Fill your eyes with light, or tears.
I would like to know,
When I ask you a question,
If your eyes watch mine,
Or, if they look for answers
Somewhere over my shoulder.
I want you to know,
That the things I say are true,
That when I answer
Whatever you ask of me,
My words come straight from my heart.
I want you to feel
As comfortable with me,
As I with you, and,
If your eyes do fill with light,
I want to offer my love.