I
I have a poem
I will not throw away
by accident
or on purpose:
The morning light
cuts through the trees
waking the birds
to their song
Leaves stretch
for the sun,
fish jump at
the dragonfly,
deer’s in the meadow
nuzzle at the grass
II
How far will you
go for love
Before you accept it
must you test it?
Before you cradle it
must you birth it?
Before you kiss it
must you grasp it?
Mind to mind
Arms in arms
Lips to lips
Love:
Agreement
Contentment
Accomplishment
Over mind
Over body
Over life
~
