You Were A Sincere Thought Made Real- For Ryan

I watch you sleep in the brilliance of
morning's light-
the blond in your hair
glistening in the sun.

I love the way you make a cup
of tea-
just the right shade of dark
sweetened perfectly.

I am captivated by the authenticity
of your honesty-
nothing speaks more deeply to my
soul's heart than your genuine-ness.

I whispered, "I love you", into the silence that
surrounded me-
no image preceded those oft repeated words
which were passed from my heart to the ear of God
to your heart.

I watch you sleep in the brilliance of
morning's light-
the blond in your hair
glistening in the sun.

Pain of the Trail Blazer

The first babe born of my body-
birthed by the Universe
through my spirit
shaped by Divine Influence
found form in hard work
energized by creative passion
nurtured in the hearts
of like-minded individuals
survived doubts setbacks frustration,
that babe grew to walk.

Like a mother releasing
the hands of the child
who has found power
in her feet,
so I have done with this
first babe born of the universe
through my spirit.
Rejoicing I watch as she
walks into the eternity we call "future".
Weeping I feel coldness descending
as the light and heat of creation
goes with her.

Life of the Traveling Pilgrim

Slipping through my fingers
like the sand on which
I have walked beneath
moonlit nights.

Futile as grasping for
formless mist rising into
the sunlit morning
disappearing like a ghost
into the ether.

To be the traveling pilgrim
shaking the dust from my feet
beating dust out of my clothes
washing dust from my hair
leaving behind a city
of dreams realized.