trails of love
Posted: November 22nd, 2018, 9:31 am
searching for words
when the bridge is out
how do I span my consciousness
what detour works best
when a heart is sated to capacity
with feelings that beg for descriptions
I search the adjacent perimeters
believing i have missed something.....
cannot find a single reason to turn back
it's a remarkable day
when an old hiker can only see the future
in the arms of a goddess, a glorious step
into an unknown world over rivulets
that run wild with only the magic of nature's
ways of touching a man, wordless
it might appear, yet voices speak
in pure radiant energy, expanding the mind
with glowing orbs of orange, sage, olive
emerald, mint. sea foam,
her everlasting colors of love in winter
when mere words fall short
when the bridge is out
how do I span my consciousness
what detour works best
when a heart is sated to capacity
with feelings that beg for descriptions
I search the adjacent perimeters
believing i have missed something.....
cannot find a single reason to turn back
it's a remarkable day
when an old hiker can only see the future
in the arms of a goddess, a glorious step
into an unknown world over rivulets
that run wild with only the magic of nature's
ways of touching a man, wordless
it might appear, yet voices speak
in pure radiant energy, expanding the mind
with glowing orbs of orange, sage, olive
emerald, mint. sea foam,
her everlasting colors of love in winter
when mere words fall short
