You soothe me
with gentleness I've not known
before now ~
how strange
that Life should stand between
our every aching step
& bid us patience...
We bleed through our eyes,
Love weeping through our fingertips ~
our lips cry out
for Solace & respite
from the weary dance of thunder
within our veins...
Reaching out ~
somehow, we reach in
& feel the stroke of genius
& humility redefined...
You awaken me
with soft whispers
that tremble in my Heart ~
Truth has no borders
edged in stone
to keep our Path
from stretching
into an infinite horizon
of Dreams...
~ June 5, 2006

Thank you for hosting & for your kind comments, Timothy...I'm pleased you enjoyed it so much, my Friend...Be well, Poet...

Since I wouldn't wanna be held responsible for sudden death or inevitable wrath...ok, I'll keep writing, Scribe...
Wanda






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