To the One I Love

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There are so many reasons I have,

to hold you in my heart,

in my arms,

it’s not just what you bring,

to the table,

or what you give,

it’s who you are.

You are my eyes when I can’t see,

my heart of compassion,

for others, you taught me,

to care,

to breathe blessings,

living in the forgiving,

to have a heart that makes sense,

and to not let go.

What can I give you in return?

ten thousand roses?

No, I have only one thing I can give,

Myself.

Everything that I am, my faithfulness,

everything that I have,

my heart, and love,

belongs to you only,

I give you myself.

we give each other,

the greatest of gifts,

each other.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Eye of the Hurricane

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There is victory in the fighting,

strength in the struggle,

and peace,

in the eye of a hurricane.

I once had a fight,

that lasted for years,

bloodied, and bruised,

I looked up asking,

for a rope,

“Can I get some help down here??”

He said, “You don’t need a rope”.

“I’m teaching you to fight”,

“to love, and to forgive”,

“to trust, without eyes”.

So now I look up when I fight,

using two hands,

my whole heart,

never doubting,

stronger than ever.

There is victory in the fighting,

strength in the struggle,

and peace,

in the eye of the hurricane.

Don’t you ever quit!

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Candles

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All you really wanted, was some time,

I came home after days of working,

and what did I say,

after kissing your cheek?

“I have to write this story”,

“I haven’t blogged all day”, I said.

“I’ll just be 30 minutes”, I said.

Two hours later, I was still at the table,

writing my heart out,

while you had gone to the bedroom,

to light candles,

waiting.

We were supposed to watch a movie,

or that British mystery series,

but I felt stupid,

when I saw the candles.

The fire had gone out.

Later we were next to each other,

in bed, alone,

back to back.

You were wondering,

about my heart,

I was dreaming of ways,

to make it up,

a dinner out? the Greek place?

roses.

All you really wanted was some time.

Please forgive me.

I need to live it,

instead,

of just writing about it.

 

 Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Fruit

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When fruit grows in the fields,

it is a sign,

of healing,

of seasons cycling,

freedom,

in the natural,

it is a sign,

that we were created,

that we are loved,

and fed,

that long after, we are gone,

the earth will still renew,

growing life,

in spite of death,

there are always seeds,

to take back time,

new,

eternity growing,

in a watermelon.

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Found

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A lost soul can be found,

in the darkness, the dampness,

the nurturing womb,

of the deep woods,

in the high country.

Mother earth protecting the lonely,

giving her child,

streams to nourish,

strength, and comfort,

with soft words,

to the broken,

seeking refuge,

from harsh motors,

driven, by lunatics,

and politicians.

They say nothing is perfect,

but that’s only partially true,

the woods taught, long ago,

the first people,

right from wrong,

and if they ever got lost,

they knew how to be,

found.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Stillness

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When the river is quiet,

there’s a stillness in my spirit,

an assurance of calm,

that builds me,

lifting me, higher,

that says to me,

you know the way,

just walk,

clocks,

don’t matter here,

choose,

the path, you’ve been given.

Turtles, on the bottom,

stirring mud,

don’t fly very high,

watch the fish hawk instead,

and copy,

his courage.

Go deep,

and be filled,

never expecting darkness,

plow for the stillness,

when the river is quiet.

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

On the Lake

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When I saw the water,

I thought about our time on the lake,

up before dawn, slipping into the water,

our paddles waking up the blue,

mist,

as the sun was coming up –

warm air, comforting,

hearing a loon surprised us,

a bull moose rustling and feasting,

on the shore,

we were drifting, floating,

my mind wandering through time,

when the earth was new and fresh,

a few campfires with the first people,

“Can we go back and get some breakfast?”

your question,

shattered my dream.

You were right – I turned to smile,

you blew me a kiss,

we laughed,

and paddled, as fast as we could,

yelling, racing, and laughing,

breaking the silence of the eco-system.

I made a joke about moose,

and you lost it — howling!

We laughed so hard the canoe tipped over,

next to the shore, water sparkling,

soaking wet, we held each other,

staring,

into the light of oceans,

I love you.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Windows of the Cafe

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When God looks in on us,

through the windows of the café,

do you think He smiles?

Does He approve of us staring,

into each other’s eyes?

Is holding hands too much?

some would condemn us,

wag a finger, shake their head,

trying to clothe us, in condemnation,

remember that time some church people,

questioned us, for holding hands?

I don’t need to be 20,

I just want you to know,

how I feel.

I think He does approve,

as He looks at us,

through the windows,

of the café.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Scenes of Summer

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I love the smell of the living green,

leaves in the breeze,

the warmth of the early morning sun,

hiking with you,

on the trails, pretending,

we are the only people left,

and the earth is reborn.

Adam and Eve?

a new beginning, in the woods,

the sky watching us,

looking at the veins of a leaf,

you can see the Creator.

Hours of talking, and walking,

sensing the earth,

and where we belong,

then hiding, in the cabin,

when it gets too warm,

eating a bowl of oatmeal,

with a side of fruit salad.

I love summer.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Clouds

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When I see the clouds,

parting for the sun, moving,

for the light,

I know that I am real,

head for reasoning,

walking farther, with lungs,

hearing with my heart,

beyond the mountains.

I know of a man,

who never knew love,

until he found her,

opening his eyes to the gold,

and the Creator.

And when he writes,

he pushes the clouds,

to the side, not listening,

when people laugh,

or critique his theology.

He will love anyway,

he will write to the sky,

and to her,

to see her smile again.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”