Thursday, July 2, 2009

Natural reflections

This body, my love,
is your temple --
let us meet here and worship together
the glory of trees and sky
reflected in your eyes.

This grass, my love --
so green below my feet --
why is it only on my side of the equation?
Is it because you have no need of earth?
And the sky, my love:
Why is it so much bluer
seen through your eyes?

Bless you, my love,
for joining me here,
on such a cold winter's day:
Thank you for this mirroring chant
to show me who I am and may become.
Sit with me a bit,
and together we'll dangle our cold wet toes
in our conjoined future.

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