MY THOUGHTS shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.
WHEN I travelled in the day I felt secure, and I did not heed the wonder of thy road, for I was proud of my speed; thy own light stood between me and thy presence. Now it is night, and I feel thy road at every step in the dark and the scent of flowers filling the silence-like mother's whisper to the child when the light is out. I hold tight thy hand and thy touch is with me in my loneliness.