A Soul's Limn

Tea and flowers at Elixir in Great Barrington, MA

“What does your soul need to weather the winter?”

“This afternoon it told me that tea makes snow gentler.”

“And your soul, I do wonder, why it rises with the sun?”

“It wakes for the promise of good things to come.”

“What does so help it in passing the days?”

“The sun, a friend, and the world’s smitten gaze.”

“Does your soul seek much when the lights have gone low?”

“Last night it longed simply to hear the winds blow.” 

"And what does it whisper as it closes the curtain?"

"The moon, it seems, is always so certain."

How wonderful it is that any of us can converse with our soul, and the souls of others, during any passing or lingering moment into which we may stumble.

On Love

Life is wrought with mysteries; you have long been mine.

Here I avow only that circles do not cease, and neither does defenseless love, of which we are all so often victims.  

And I have wondered, futile though this wondering may be, why; how; still?

I grant this is elusive, yet l pursue it with fervor, nonetheless.

And I now know this:

It seems I loved you after all, still do.

"Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be." ~Rumi