i return to the darkened studio by myself
and yet,
i am not alone…
Startled!
does eating cookies count as stirring?
what about the crumbs?
(Silly – You are never alone,
neither am I.)
i return to the darkened studio by myself
and yet,
i am not alone…
Startled!
does eating cookies count as stirring?
what about the crumbs?
i want to come with you –
i want to be with you –
where are you going?
the season has changed and the weather is cooler —
i can come right?
i can be with you, right?
is this it — i have to wait in the car?
hey- what are you doing?
OH!
they say that after one door closes
another door opens
why do i keep getting caught in middle?
oh wait – there You are!
with a towel!
a miracle!
the day is short
the rain is long
under the tree with me.
but the light is getting brighter!
we can shelter each other while we weather the storm.
i don’t know anything about lying down with a lion,
even though you call me the lamb of dog —
but i do sleep with a tiger –
at least its a start.
sweet solstice dreams,
it’s a long night!
or a long day –
depending on where you are laying your head –
either way the world in spinning –
may it spin toward peace.
heart to heart
they met
for a moment
that neither of them ever forgot.
saviors of each others hearts
forever.
Here you are!!!
it’s been soo long!
now,
i will follow you in,
or out,
or in,
or out.
wherever you are…
I will be too.
get out of bed,
strip bed
wash sheets
make bed…..
make bed?
somedays it seems i never get out of bed….
somedays it seems i can’t even make the bed..
somedays it seems like all i do is make the bed.
and yet
You are always there.