You are my lodestar
On dark nights, on bright nights. 

You are my solace
In autumn and in winter.

You are my surprise
In spring and in summer.

You are my wonder
Blazing through the fog.

You are my beacon
Serenading the storm.

You are my hope,
A sky of marvels.

You are my treasure
Richer than gold.

You are my branch
Upon which I dance.

You are my water,
A sacred spring.

You are my life
Wherein I flow. 

You are my morning,
A map unfurled.

You are my evening,
Starlit, the world. 

You are my present,
A promise unwrapped.

You are my future,
Unclose your hand.



Filed under Love, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Travel

2 responses to “Confession

  1. incipientoffing

    That’s beautiful, loved listening to the reading

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