Joyful Wind

Happy events conspired and this poem was birthed.





Joyful Wind  -  20 Jan 14

In the moment when
We recognised who we are
We saw how
We fitted together and
Our Love sparked
Lit our Hearts

We let the painless fire
Burn our fears
To dull ash
Blown away
By the wind
Of our Joy





I really Love the way things work.

Ashes Of Day

This poem grew suddenly and unexpectedly just after midnight.





Ashes Of Day  -  01 Sep 13

Broken offerings
The promises of day
Unfulfilled
Now night arrives
Offers new promises
In the dream
Born of ash

Night lights glow
Freshly kindled
Open flames
New promises offered
Await
New dawn
Shine them out





It seems to refer to the way each new day brings new promise.