Making Angels

A fool rushed in

And the Angel followed

Protector with fear

A dive within the snow

To explode in frigidity

And warmth

To his feeble

Lay still dear man

In time all will be clear

This is all so new

As old as time itself

What you experience

Is humanity itself

Denied by me and many

Craved by me and all

It is alpha and omega

It is all pain

All joy

All consuming

And consumed

Be still and patient dear man

Lay here beside me in this snow

Angels before God’s experience

For you and for I

And never will we forget

Indelible

So good

So gentle

She made a mark on my soul

She sat in my dark

And brought forth the light

The mark of the promise

The voice of the reasoned

She gave of herself

Selfless flawless raw

Guided me forth

How could it be

To take a being so dark

And find within that so worn

A canvas prepared

Create your masterpiece

“I can’t”

For he loves

And I cannot be loved

For who would take me

Damaged and torn

Who would take me

Ugly hideous repulsive

Blighted by the uncaring

The unhealthy the tattered

Who would take me

Unworthy

“I would”

And I wanted

Mere opposites attract

So I thought

But we are alike

Two negatives

Being positives

Repelled in inertia

Impossible to remove

These laws

These physics

This directive

Do not love

Me 

Once Upon a Ridge

Wind is blowing in from the north

I watch in awe from this high ridge

Perched on an edge

To my right water for the Pacific

To my left for the Gulf

Clouds rolled slowly toward me

Roiling greasy blackness

Supplanting the last of the summer sun

The trees went still and the birds quiet

All was still as the fog settled

And then the lightening

No sound just flashes

I sat in silent terror

I sat in wondrous awe

The charged air building to crescendo

To release the winter snows

Falling hard and softly

Spreading the warm deep downy blanket

Just but a few minutes

The clouds moved on

Leaving me without trail

A white cotton with life renewing

Marmots and squirrels

Chickadee and nuthatch

All break from the snow

To play in the sun

A new season has arrived

A descent alone and peaceful

Down from the white glare

Through the fog and mist

Into the depth snow

And soon for home

Blessed

Root

Every relationship a reciprocal

You touch I touch we touch each

To leave a piece upon apiece

Respectfully we hope we pray

Care taken steps as taken to take

And give to return to source

This part of me wedged ajar

That part of you staid open

Resolute both a discovery

And fearful breathtaking

Scenery astounding

A fountain beauty

Only our special

Place revealed

Reverence

For you

Never

Lost

Pilgrim

To find myself

I must embark

My journey

My joy of heart.

Suppressed in sad

A moving tribute

I wish was with you.

This space will place

Time and thought

Resolve to find

The passage.

To self be true

Selfless for you

Selfish must be for both.

Find me

Find you

And where we stand

Ours a common land

I shall return

To you with I

A renewed and hopeful man.

you awake in me, a spirit of a child, discovery of new,

and the slumbering adult, for fear of spirits loss, loses the innocence of truth

selfish and wrong

how this adult yearns to be of child again and again

Panorama

Paint me a garden

As found in your heart

The place we both share

It’s found in your art

It’s nurture and care

A landscape of colours

Of flowers and greens

Birds and the butterflies

And life yet to be seen

The joining of music

From birds and the wind

Our voices together

To accomplish great works

Paint me your garden

And I will you mine