I climb up
these steps
thinking of where
I fail to follow.
The second I move
out of sight,
you come into view.
Is it like this,
the way love leads to
some place nearer,
some deeper delight
yet hidden from us?
These lights
turn on the beauty
that's already here
that makes us reach to it.
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4 comments:
Of course I think it's a great poem. ;)
thanks helen and brian. :)
this is beautiful Jill. It has the lovely reverent pacing you do so well
thanks very much, moon. always glad when you comment.
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