Love Still Lingers

The simple yet sacred truth living

within the heart of a tulip

is that love still lingers,

flows within our beings

carrying us

far beyond the darkest ruins

of our world,

until we are refreshed.

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A Winged Nobility

A winged nobility speaks of a poem I once knew,

carries my thoughts beyond

just ripples on the lake,

further even

than a prayer left alone

yet sacred,

and into a measure

of spirit flying, over

the realm of peace

enfolding me

as the heron tilts his head again.

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Such a Beautiful Healing

Our hearts were never meant to be broken,

over and over again

our love fractured,

and yet spring

is such a beautiful healing,

moving us forward

each year

repairing our spirits.

    

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To Hold Her Hand Again

It was when he reached for her hand that her blushing began,

and he was never afraid, he never

pulled back,

from her shaking spirit

instead

embracing her until

the waves of fear passed away.

She surrendered

to his courage,

but they both surrendered really.

He never regretted his dedication

to her, instead he lived for her smile,

and for the chance

to hold her hand again.

     

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It Was Very Good Indeed

And the Lord God saw that His children were discouraged, divided

and some confused, so He spoke into the soil, breathed

into the air, and called forth the rain. And soon

hope came displayed in green plants, with daffodils,

tulips, and even the great chorus of azaleas.

And smiles returned to all the people,

so God saw that it was good,

it was very good indeed.

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When Our Hearts Soared

With fragments of spring we remember the earth,

and when our hearts soared with the echo

of the divine still firmly in the sky.

We remember

and are strengthened

refusing, to let go.

   

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The Promise of the Cherry Blossoms

As I sense the menacing gaze of the winter ghoul

refusing to yield 

I walk against howling wind,

having seen the promise

of the cherry blossoms

so I walk now in the strength

and in the power of hope

that yes

there will be a spring

sometime

this year.

    

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In the Morning Fog

He picks up his pen a little slower now,

recognizing the brokenness

contains a poem

not so jagged,

and that his light

is easily defused

in the morning fog.

     

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Happy Easter, Happy Passover

To all those celebrating Easter today – Happy Easter!

And I have a number of Jewish friends so – Happy Passover!

May you be wonderfully blessed during this very special time of year.

And if you don’t celebrate either day, may you also be blessed this spring,

as we all behold the beauty of the earth reborn. May hope live in our hearts.

By the way, did you know that the Last Supper was actually a Passover Seder? It’s true!

    

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