The way of love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

02/23/2025

The way of love

A slim line of light swaying slowly as the drapes sway; 

On my palm, an outline of a feeble rainbow and a shiny

 Line of light, the day’s morning souvenir, I sank into the muse.

As the sneakers shove into the bed of dry leaves, I catch an orb

Before it falls on the sneakers, it escapes through the fingers, and

Fell on the leaves, washing and filling my thoughts and musings.

As the day bloomed, I saw smiling faces, flowers, birds, trees, the water

In my bottle, vehicles, buildings, books on my table, and the labor

Of a day softly, carefully, wholly enveloped in that omnipresent light.

As the night crept, the gift of love to the moon, the slim line of light sways

On my palm, soft feathery light through the drapes, the way

Of love, a touch of light till you go slowly into that sleep and dreams.

 

 

 

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