All I See
Love is all I see
when I look at you.
The love of the wave for the sand,
of the camel for the desert dunes,
of the child’s fingers reaching
into the heavens
for his mother’s hand.
Joy is all I see
when I witness you.
The joy of the rising sun’s rays
spreading gloriously across the land;
the joy of sparkling champagne
as it rushes to meet your lips;
of the roar of the Harley,
waiting to whisk you away
on yet another adventure.
Peace is all I see
when I watch you.
The peace of the willow’s branches
swaying over the river’s edge,
as the swans nest privately
under her protection;
the peace of warm soup
om a bitterly cold winter’s eve,
in a round earthenware bowl
shaped as a vessel of conception.
I am awed by your beauty ~
A pure celebration of Life’s mystery;
No mistakes ~
You are the glory of Spirit
moving through this world.
What an honour
to be in your presence
at this auspicious time
upon the earth.
Blessed Be.
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