Entwined in Grace

Entwined in grace an aurora dances in light

like a fairy princess lost in time that starts to flow

a door opens where steps unfold without hurry just floating

a subject changes like a leaf flickering in moon light's growing glow

and a clear day is born without labor as I see my son rise in a new stride

astounded and happy I find my steps that move motionless in splendor

words are spoken without haste emerging from a forgotten spring

for the first time as the day marks 1/3 and 2/3 around this

orbit where we each sit 1/4 apart at our own cusps

somehow there is no magic in this but yet

a carpet flows beneath my feet here

enjoying those two candles

lighting my path today

diamonds shining

with a smile

showing

where

love

is

Toward Yourself Lovingly

You lead me here and

this pain causes me to pause

astounded in the simplicity of being

no toll other than pain required to breath

but payment is not due as you might think

but rather pain is due to failing to see what was

placed clearly before our eyes in seductive temptation

but we have looked away for a thousand centuries of hurry

and worry and now again we are offered this window to pause in

and behold the glory abounding around you and know yourself well

walk where your dark shadow forbids you to gaze as fear grips you again

for in your fear lies the key that evades you in swirling foaming waves anew

crashing upon the shore where the light has not yet shown time a place to be

and your tight embrace of the teddy bears you know squeeze out the air that

if open would offer a passageway in which could flow the truth of your being

but you hold onto memories in the making as the momentum of your life

cuts a canyon from which you cannot seem to escape to warm shores

though you see the fair maiden awaiting your kiss and know your

prince also stands ready to sweep you away to a new day

you fear to change and face what is looking at you

as the truth recedes again to wait and see

if you will ripen this time and

open your own heart

toward yourself

lovingly

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Photo: Len Steckler

Reaching What I Cannot

A

kiss

arrived

unexpected

in my life today

through an open heart

pulsing across distance unknown

awakening this morning like a second dawn

painting flowers across my dream where I swim in life

I

took

a pause

long enough to

realize the bliss in that kiss

unsolicited today though long dreamed

and gave thanks toward the horizon covered in pink joyfulness

A

time

was then

gratefully held

here in a warm bosom

undressed and naked enough to see

as soft as flesh but as clear as morning on a still lake

I

know

where this

leads and how deep

synchronicity accelerates now

your hand slides across my chest without touching

and a new light erupts slowly oozing like lava from inside my soul

A

glow

transcends

and spreads open

like virgin legs unsure but willing

un-hurried un-coerced un-knowing and un-stoppable

wiser grows the heart as it gives freely without counting what returns

I

take

another sigh

reaching what I cannot

seeing what is forbidden to touch

touching what was kept forbidden to see too soon

as you arrive upon a breath of spring and flowers bloom in my heart

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Photo: Peter Bolman & Miles Morgan

A New Moment Unbreathing

a

new

moment

unbreathing

still enchanting

spellbound in grace

as divinity flows liquid

an angelic voice parts the

clouds open to embrace this

purity so sweet and full of trust

dancing in God's open hand where

beauty unfolds into a butterfly's kiss

perfection sliding across a golden field

entering our ears that await their treasure

and like a sunrise surprise at midnight gives

illumination to a hungry soul that drinks deeply

nourished enough to step toward that edge where

yesterday's promise marries today's aware dawning

and their communion gives hope that this dreaming

we call life has not only a purpose but the journey

itself is enough to prove that the passage is safe

standing where time demands no toll today

we come to know more deeply that

our purpose is to embrace

life's astounding

beauty

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painting by

Jonathan Earl Bowser

I That Sees

I

see

can it be

such a curse as

at first I considered this

vision that acts as a lens to

bring beauty astounding and deep

drawing circles around my beating heart

weaving something so grand across the screen

of my life's unfolding before I that sees eyes that see

this journey upon which I scurry so determined to find

that golden challis that already caresses my heart's

every beating desire without even one wink to say

thank you for this day in awe where I do stand

agape in wonder again at the clouds that

stand watch over the horizon of my

day's swirling woven message

and while alone together

we who watch can

know that this

is bringing

a lovely

voice

into

our

sweet

daily pleasure

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Watercolor by Steve Hanks

In This Glorious Mourning

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In

this

glowing

most glorious

sweet mourning dew

I watched as last night's full moon

fading prettily into the deep horizon's gloomy gloom

swallowed whole never ever again to be tenderly kissed by my loving

swollen eyes in just that same wondrous way as our communion's last embrace

I begged her piteously to stay another moment for another tender caress of the night's day

that she brought without a care into my dreamy world so that I could awaken in love

and now as I stand alone along the river bank slowing turning with it's load

of oranges from China floating into my heart in a warm blend of teas

I grasp the power of this world reaching unfathomably down

into the cold crevasse where my doubts find a spring

flowing out into the light lingering from her

moon's kiss that stirs my heart

opening virgin dunes

where no man

has walked

until now

slowly

loving

sweet

tender

swirling

awakening

knowing that

finally at last we

can begin to embrace

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Photo Credit

Linda Shticks

Lovely Linda Shticks walking slowly ever more free and clear

soaring higher always loving upon the breeze

untied, unrestrained and unworried

never a fearful day need be

only a moment comes

now and then

but she

loves

that

more

than she

can begin to say

so she flutters as a butterfly

bejeweled in her own glorious wings

spreading wider to fly deeper into the depth of her own

heart that grows ever warmer and larger like her soul she longs to know

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to

your own

understanding of what

a beautiful part of us all you have been

and continue to be now

in this moment

where you

stand

with

us

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Shticks Drawing: Veronica Shticks Anderson

Underlying Photo: Chi King

Honoring: Linda Ienuso