With each sign
of spring,
each bud
emerging,
each blade of
grass,
each ray of
sun,
the winter is
farther,
the cold becomes
memory,
the grey, black and
white
suddenly an explosion
of green,
of love
Description of blog
Sometimes I write about the Valley. It is a type of meditation that was developed by Carlo Lopez. You quiet the mind and let your spirit speak to you through elements of the Valley; River, Fire, Lion, your bird to the left, your four-legged animal to the right, to name a few. It is a journey worth making.
Friday, March 31
Sunday, March 26
In God's hands
God said
with you
I could not,
would not,
lose
and I realize
how He is
right
when I look at
your face
and see
the stars
with you
I could not,
would not,
lose
and I realize
how He is
right
when I look at
your face
and see
the stars
Thursday, March 23
Why I love you
I saw how blue
skies should be
when I saw your
eyes.
I saw how brightly
a sun should shine
when I saw your
smile.
I felt real warmth
when I heard your
voice
and felt your
arms.
I laughed a real laugh
when I laughed
with you.
I smelled home,
real home,
my home,
your home,
our home,
when I finally smelled you.
I found me
when I found you
and we found us
and I could never
be normal
again
skies should be
when I saw your
eyes.
I saw how brightly
a sun should shine
when I saw your
smile.
I felt real warmth
when I heard your
voice
and felt your
arms.
I laughed a real laugh
when I laughed
with you.
I smelled home,
real home,
my home,
your home,
our home,
when I finally smelled you.
I found me
when I found you
and we found us
and I could never
be normal
again
Friday, March 17
You, the necessary rain
You come to me,
always,
like poetry,
like the
necessary rain
I was waiting for,
to caress my
flowers and
fill my
earth.
Dancing,
feeling the drops
disappear
into my skin
but feeling them,
always,
a part of me
always,
like poetry,
like the
necessary rain
I was waiting for,
to caress my
flowers and
fill my
earth.
Dancing,
feeling the drops
disappear
into my skin
but feeling them,
always,
a part of me
Monday, March 13
En las mañanas
Voy
con la sonrisa
y los ojos
ligeros,
caminando
paso a paso
del este
al oeste
para alumbrar
tu dia
y acabas siempre
iluminando
el mio
con la sonrisa
y los ojos
ligeros,
caminando
paso a paso
del este
al oeste
para alumbrar
tu dia
y acabas siempre
iluminando
el mio
Tuesday, March 7
You
Like a flower that
blooms
at the first sight of
sunlight,
your petals
soft and
delicate,
your aroma
energizing
and satisfying,
reaching parts that
no common flower
could ever reach.
And when the sun
dips low,
you gently fold
yourself,
letting out a
kiss
before the dark
blooms
at the first sight of
sunlight,
your petals
soft and
delicate,
your aroma
energizing
and satisfying,
reaching parts that
no common flower
could ever reach.
And when the sun
dips low,
you gently fold
yourself,
letting out a
kiss
before the dark
And I wait again
for morning
for morning
Friday, March 3
Awaiting Spring
I see them
the flowers
that will bloom
the leaves
that will come
the sunlight
that will bronze us
the kisses
that will warm us
I see them
I wait for them
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