You fall on me with great tenderness,
bending in light, a willowy presence.
You fall on me with natural intent,
a gift of love that signals content.
You fall on me, in rapture and thought,
a river of joy, liberty sought.
You fall on me day and night,
soft as mist, heavenly sight.
You fall on me when silence arrives,
this oasis in which we thrive.
You fall on me in a rising tide,
spelling a chant leavened with sighs.
You fall on me like a dream –
generous as the sun,
radiance your theme.
The sun not yet risen,
schemes itching to wink
on the cusp of expectation.
A dog barks with happy swagger,
windows catch the scented dawn
and you swim into my life –
like a mermaid from the depths,
salted, exalted, reborn.
Watching waves crash –
The ebb and flow collide
You are the sea breeze,
Refreshing, at ease.
You are fragrant peace
You are the sunrise,
You are the sunset,
A nook, a book, blessed.
You are the peak
Crested in colour.
You are the vista,
An unclouded picture.
You are the unsaid,
Mysteries to be read.
You are mud and river,
A taker, a giver.
You are fire and air,
Here, there, everywhere.
Kisses fed by toil –
Like the mist clearing on a summer morn,
You wend your way, silky-smooth, newly-born,
The dew shimmering above the thorn
And all is ablaze.
Like the world waking up in a hum of sound,
Your voice vibrates across the sun-drenched ground,
Terror’s chains broken, forever unbound
And here I stand, amazed.
A day like any other,
Miracles sing in the gifts of presence.
Billowing grass stroked by wind’s fingers.
Clouds scuttling across sky’s flighty canvas.
Birdsong springing in a melodious flow.
A day in which to observe
That to feel is better than to know.
The heart is a sponge
Soaked in summer’s glow,
Hungry for love.