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At times, light

at times

I’m silent

these are my best moments

at times I’m silent
occasionally these are my worst moments

and still
still I know
that were all my words gibberish
while these ears turn’d to stone

there is always light
to say point deliver intone
what so often my heart can’t articulate
and my being not forget

Roxanne and Rumi looking out onto the back yard. Home.

I’m fortunate to have married an artist
someone with whom to share
Love on a breeze, an eyelash, a glance
Love in a coffee cup and Love in the wilderness
a love for the moment, laced to a love for The Story
of a Life in Love, and the places it took us

Published in Family Posts