Father Sky came down to kiss Mother Earth this morning
Reassured by the sacred union,
the hard worry in my heart softened.
The affection walked beside me around the field.
I let it inside.
Opened wide and deep,
my lungs embraced the cool moist air.
Momentarily I held its love,
Then gradually I released it to the life around me.
Going, going, gone.
It’s coming
Ushered in on Spring’s promise
humanities aesthetic rebirth is coming.
I hear the pant of deliverance.
Almost there
Anticipation’s innocence
carries a soul
through heavy fear
and thick uncertainty.
Pushes us through deep blackness.
It’s time
The rite of passage has arrived.
Tolerances fully dilated.
Anxiously waiting to hear the wail
from our infant humanness.
All the world rejoices!
It’s here
Wrapped in the World’s love
Compassion forgives the sin
Reach out your arms
Come
Visit the prayer you prayed.
Hold joy.
Love and be loved.
We journey toward no end.
It’s coming — again.
Sweet Wisdoms 