Friday, October 10, 2008


After the storms had passed,
The screaming of nature’s fury
And the driving water’s strength
Had descended into next to nothingness
The wonderment of the thick humid
Air was all that remained
We came to the moist meadow and struggled to breathe
Light air

There amongst the grass and weeds
The dew and the new sun
In the midst of a virgin morning
We were brought to our knees
As the beautiful colors enveloped us
And the tears rose up from deep inside our chest

Where peace and utter joy mingle in light,
Where beauty and knowledge beckon like sirens in the sea
And the eternity of a moment dances before disappearing
There we were

In the portal transcendent
Where love is born