Poem

David from OKC wrote a poem for me
That made me feel better

Daylight opens on its lucid singing bands of bliss
She digs a little deeper in the fertile loam and lays her hands on buried dreams
She has answered a thousand questions few have dared to conveive
And breathed life into her vision both outside her beating heart
and in the silent spaces of receptive revelation between

Ahhh the clear water stream flows cascading from springs on high
Her soul longs to trace every tributary to its source
But her body will simply bend, open her lips and drink the mystery

A bard, a blessing, a bountiful feast awaits her around the next corner..
She has friends in every town...allies in every glade
Now it is time to dance
With painted feet
Now it is time to harvest stillness in the shade

One word occurs to her then and there:


Sweetness...


Her pain, her passion, her poetic spirit
All...defined by rivers of magic...

And why?
Because something unrelenting within her will submit to nothing less...
Unrelenting focus on what is actually alive and vital and real.
That's what wells up from the the cold depths of her Earthly roots.
That's what turns into pure sunfire as it pours through her awakened heart...

The stars blanket the sky. Burning suns of 15 Billion years...
Her eyes are translators for the creative power that lights that sky
Her voice a conduit for the truth
Her body a vehicle for a life lived to its fullest
Her soul a resovoir of beauty