I have seen something
with a brighter glow
Than an angel’s wing
In the face of a human
Rising hopefully
After a fall.
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The First Days of Spring
In those first days of Spring
Every year,
I am awestruck by the generosity
And enormity of the gift
Which is Life,
And that it is mine
To do what I please with.
Quiet Days
Happiness is quiet days
Filled with a hundred thousand moments.
All perceived both outside and within
The majestic continent of your life.
And perhaps, sometimes, in one of them,
You will meet and greet your own heart
As though it was someone you had never before
Met.
Spring
Lucky is she who walks
Dressed in every spring
She ever saw.
Where Morning Begins
Out there, where morning begins,
Will you find my thoughts
Walking hand in hand
With the beginning of all mornings.
But all you will see
is my own hands
Folded into each other.
Making Flowers Grow
Your light wanted to lift
My tears to Heaven, one at the time,
But my grief was not ready to leave
And became rain instead,
Giving its lessons back to earth
And making flowers grow
And shallow lakes deepen.
A Good Life
A good life is played out in bass,
With inscrutable longing
And dreams too deep
To see the end of,
While Destiny turns the wheel of time
Pouring her panoramic perspective
Into your every decision.
