The most alive moment comes
when those who love each other
meet each other's eyes
and in what flows between them then.
To see your face in a crowd of others,
or alone on a frightening street,
I weep for that.
Our tears improve the earth.
The time you scolded me,
your gratitude, your laughing,
always your qualities increase the soul.
Seeing you is a wine
that does not muddle or numb.
We sit inside the cypress shadow
where amazement and clear thought
twine their slow growth into us.
2 comments:
I wish you would have said something three years ago!
better late than never right?
thank you Ruth
Who wrote this stuff?
...in celebration of amazement and clear thought. May both prosper.
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